One Day in Drouin Lyrics

One day in Drouin

Dorothy was born

A child of the meadow

Making dolls out of corn

Running through the paddocks

Can't be late for school

Teacher is a tyrant

He won't be taken for a fool

Teacher left the room one day

To chase off a wayward lamb

Charlie grabbed the teacher's strap

And threw it in the dam

One day in Drouin

Dorothy was born

A child of the meadow

Making dolls out of corn

The fires of 39 were bad

The boys fighting covered in soot

Little Dot comes with mop and bucket

Her best dress and barefoot

She runs home to tell her mumma

She's been fighting fires with the best

Doris sees her sooty clothes

Tells her off and shouts what's next

One day in Drouin

Dorothy was born

A child of the meadow

Making dolls out of corn

Dorothy would marry Donald

Children they'll have a few

But first of all we'll marry

In a church in East Kew

House in Box Hill North

5 kids holidays at the beach

Now she's a great and Gay Gamma

She's got 10 of each

One day in Drouin

Dorothy was born

A child of the meadow

Making dolls out of corn