Lyrics Emu

I wonder what's it like
To be a bird that cannot fly
While all the other birds
Are flying high up in the sky
Well, the emu doesn't worry
He's really down to earth
I think he thinks that flying
Is more trouble than it's worse

But he can run
Boy can he run
He thunders through the outback
Like a shot out of a gun
And he knows his way around
You see a lot more of Australia, mate,
With both feet on the ground

The emu's far too big to fly
With wings as small as that
But he'll do fifty up a mountain
And eighty on the flat
Though his plumage isn't pretty
There's no music in his song
When he gets those big legs pumping
He can really scoot along

And he can run
Boy can he run
He thunders through the outback
Like a shot out of a gun
And he knows his way around
You see a lot more of Australia, mate,
With both feet on the ground