He left Eden in the early seventies and he hit the wandering track <br />And to the sea side Town of Southern New South Wales he never did go back <br />He has been in many Countries for adventure he still long <br />And the restless bug of wander is alive in him and strong. <br /> <br />And the restless bug of wander in him since he was a boy <br />Is alive and strong as ever and will be in him till he die <br />He has seen the lights of London and the mighty Amazon he see <br />Winding through the great rainforests on it's way down to the sea <br /> <br />He has been to the Serengeti where the zebra and wildebeest range free <br />And he has seen the lions hunting and seen a leopard on a tree <br />With a gazelle he had dragged up there and the memories with him remain <br />Of his moments of excitement at the bull running in Spain. <br /> <br />In a small Town in the Australian Outback he left a woman in tears <br />With the daughter he had fathered he has not seen them for years <br />it was the bug of wander that from them forced him away <br />And the young dad of the seventies may be the grand dad of today. <br /> <br />Once recognized as a top shearer he spent time as a jackeroo <br />Worked as a drainer and on city building sites just a few of the things he did do <br />For to earn himself a living pay for his life on the road <br />And the future is uncertain for those of no fixed abode. <br /> <br />To his Hometown in Southern New South Wales he will not be going back <br />For his journeys lead him onward up another distant track <br />Says he will re-visit Java 'tis a different World up there <br />And the wander bug still in him though the gray is in his hair.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wander-bug-still-in-him/
