(Yodeling) When it's twilight and I hear a bellbird calling Once again I seem to hear you say, "I'll be waiting by the river where we parted, I'll be waiting here forever and a day." My little bushland sweetheart The sweetest flower that grows Sweeter than violets that bloom in the hills Your my little bushland rose (Long yodeling) For years I've roamed the inland of this country I've worked up in the north and way out west But now I'm headed home no more to wander I'm going to the one I love the best My little bushland sweetheart The sweetest flower that grows Sweeter than violets that bloom in the hills Your my little bushland rose (Yodeling) My little bushland sweetheart The sweetest flower that grows Sweeter than violets that bloom in the hills Your my little bushland rose. (Yodeling)