They’re catching no more perch in old Nulla Nulla Creek The water’s shallow now, where it used to be so deep An’ when the flood is rushing down from the valley head so high It spreads across the flat now, where it once went racing by
No use goin’ back to the quiet fishing hole Where I used to catch big catfish where the season kurrajong pole And the old man eels lay hidden in the willow sheltered bed Now the creek bed shallows silted up tell me where it all will end
Oh the banks are high and shady And the water still is sweet But they’re catching no more perch In old Nulla Nulla creek
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They’re catching no more perch in old Nulla Nulla Creek All the native trees are fallin’ from the valley walls so steep And the stands of giant cedar were all taken years ago And the glory of the mountain ash sent crashing down below
Mountain rains run down from the hills so old and bare Their buried deep below the sandy creek bed growin’ there And there’s no more timber forests for the likes of us to keep And there’s no more perch for me to catch in old Nulla Nulla creek
Oh the banks are high and shady And the water still is sweet But they’re catching no more perch In old Nulla Nulla creek
But they’re catching no more perch In old Nulla Nulla creek.