(Willy Braun)



Corn don't grow around here

Ain't seen a drop all year

But there's one place I know

Where the grass grows free

And the waters flow.



Just knock on the tool-shed door

And you fall straight down through the floor

Unseen by the naked eye

And everybody gets a little piece of the pie.



Out in Willimina

Out in Willimina

Out in Willimina

Out in Willimina.



Well there's a big red dog in the yard

He's always out standing guard

Of the old grey house on the hill

Where you climb right up and you get your fill.



Just knock on the kitchen door

And the 16 cats on the floor

And everybody's getting so high

That the taxman wants a little piece of the pie.



Out in Willimina

Out in Willimina

Out in Willimina

Out in Willimina.



Well the lights went out one day

And the cats all ran away

And the place where I used to go

Where there once was grass there now lays snow.



And the taxman knocked on the door

Then fell straight down through the floor

That everybody getting so high

That they lost every little bitty piece of the pie.



Out in Willimina

Out in Willimina

Out in Willimina

Out in Willimina.



Willimina...