Chorus.

Air: "Girls of Gottenburg" (Girls of Gottenburg).

Oh ! If you are a stranger here
And want to travel anywhere,
We have a tourist system grand,
To take you safely through the land.
The tourist agent you will meet,
You'll find him loafing in the street.
He'll tell about our sunny clime,
Our lakes unique, our sounds sublime.
Of Rotorua's fame you'll hear,
Its costly baths, its balmy air,
And how in sulphur pools all day,
You sit and boil your skin away—
Yes that is what the agents say.

So off you go
To the bureau,
And thereupon.
You ring the bell and ask for Donne,
And free of charge
He will enlarge
Upon the many varied beauties of this Wonderland.

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At Wanganui you should see
The local Rhine, the scenery;
For crazy sculls 'tis unsurpassed,
For though they Bakewell there they fast.
Before you leave this land, to view
You'd better note a place or two:
The Napier sky which never rains,
The rabbitless Otago plains,
Dunedin's harbour wide and deep,
And little Nelson fast asleep,
The Christchurch winds, the wet West Coast,
Pelorus Jack—New Zealand's boast—
About these things we always boast.

We think our land
So very grand
And quite as fine
As any state above the line.
So free of charge,
We all enlarge
Upon the many varied beauties of this Wonderland.