Appear on the slopes and plains In the town of Narabran On the banks of the Namoi river 'Neath the shade of the pretty bird tree All my brother Daabi died down there Neath the willows oh so cool Now he walks with our ancestors Underneath the Kamilaroi moon Namoi River You're home to me I sit with you 'neath the pretty bird tree Early on in life I took to the booze And drank away my dreams I watched my life flow steadily bye Like tear drops down the drain So I headed for the river, and became a river rat I'd worn out all my welcomes No place to hang my head Oh there was cranky Franky and Jackie brown Who demand old craigy and me And would lay next daylight poison dogs All around the pretty bird tree Namoi River You're home to me I'll sit with you 'neath the pretty bird tree When the hallowing wind doth wane On the Namoi late at night You can hear the old ones singing As they dance in the pale moon light Oh there were many more names I can't recall But their faces I still see Whisper smiths calm face appears As I dream of the pretty bird tree Namoi River You're home to me I'll sit with you 'neath the pretty bird tree I'll sit with you 'neath the pretty bird tree