New Zealand Minstrelsy
A Bushranging
A Bushranging.
Let ’s go a bushranging, thou fairest of lassies;
Let’s go a bushranging, and visit each scene,
Whose beauties unchanging which nought e’er surpasses,
While clad in mantles of gay evergreen.
JoyThe morning delights us, all nature invites us,
To taste her enjoyments wherever we rove;
Then, come, let us wander where streamlets meander,
Or through the dark forest, or pine shady grove.
Chorus—Let’s go a bushranging, &c.
MāoriThe wild sons of nature, though warlike in feature,
Shall smile thee a welcome, appearing serene;
While New Zealand Flora and Faunastrains of the tui, whose sweetness will woo thee,
Shall render enchantments enliv’ning each scene.
Let’s go a bushranging, &c.