(Two three four) Pastel red to burgundy and spinifex to gold We've just come out of the mulga where the plains forever roll And Albert Namatjira has painted all the scenes And a shower has changed the lustre of his land And it's raining on the Rock In a beautiful country And I'm proud to travel this big land As an Aborigine And it's raining on the Rock What an almighty sight to see And I'm wishing and I'm dreaming That you were here with me Everlasting daisies and a beautiful desert rose Where does their beauty come from? Heaven knows I could ask the wedge-tail but he's away too high I wonder if he understands, it's wonderful to fly It's raining on the Rock In a beautiful country I'm proud to travel this big land As an Aborigine It's raining on the Rock What an almighty sight to see And I'm wishing and I'm dreaming That you were here with me It cannot be described with a picture The mesmerising colours of Kata Tjuta Or the grandeur of the Rock Uluru is power It's raining on the Rock In a beautiful country I'm proud to travel this big land As an Aborigine It's raining on the Rock What an almighty sight to see I'm wishing and I'm dreaming That you were here with me Thank you There go on, I could swear I saw Albert Namatjira just float by then Oh dear, two, three