From my old cottage on the hill

It's a caption of the Canadian Valley

with its bushland birds and trills.

My window act as picture frames

They lack of fancy curtain frills

To frame a portrait part of history

With its long past mining skills.

Mid the golden green of eucalypts

Echoed many a miners find.

Today, there's peace and tranquility

That's elsewhere hard to find.

Make well our toasts to Eureka!

For pioneers who worked the mines

To enhance the lives of family

In this old land of changing times.