When I was just a young man
I remember being told
By a weather beaten bushman
Grizzled grey & old
He was sitting on a bar stool
On a sale day in the town
Oh it's time to get the rum out
When the Currawongs come down
When the Currawongs come down from the mountains
To the warmer valley country down below
When the Currawongs come down from the timber
It's a sign of rough weather, rain or snow
Now through out the passing years
To often I have heard
Plain & simple Currawong
Refered to as great birds
Well I have studied nature closely
& one thing I have found
It's time to don your oilskins
When the Currawongs come down
I know many indications
Learn't from bushman I have met
Indications of the weather
Dry or cold or wet
Sometimes they are right you know
& sometimes wrong I've found
But there's no two ways about it
When the Currawongs come down
When the Currawongs come down from the mountains
To the warmer valley country down below
When the Currawongs come down from the timber
It's a sign of rough weather, rain or snow
Now I live here in the Snowy's
With their howling winter winds
Were as soon as summers over
The winter time begins
& the artists love the beauty
Of frost upon the ground
Then it's time for winter fires
When the Currawongs come down
When the Currawongs come down from the mountains
To the warmer valley country down below
When the Currawongs come down from the timber
It's a sign of rough weather, rain or snow
