CAROL OF THE BIRDS WORDS BY JOHN WHEELER MUSIC BY WILLIAM G. JAMES KEY Eb 4 4 -4 5 -5b 6 -6b 6 -5b 5 Out on the plains the brol-gas are danc-ing -4 4 5 -5b 6 -6b -6 -6b 6 -5b Lift-ing their feet like war-hor-ses pranc-ing 5 5 4 6 5 4 -4 5 -5b -4 Up to the sun the wood-larks go wing-ing 4 4 5 4 -4 5 -5b 6 6 -6b Faint in the dawn light ech-oes their sing-ing 4 -4 6 4 -4 6 5 -5b-6b -4 -5b 5 -4 O-ra-na! O-ra-na! O-ra-na to Christ-mas Day. VERSE 2 Down where the tree ferns grow by the river There where the waters sparkle and quiver Deep in the gullies bell-birds are chiming Softly and sweetly their lyric notes rhyming Orana! Orana! Orana to Christmas Day. VERSE 3 Friar birds sip the nectar of flowers Currawongs chant in wattle tree bowers In the blue ranges lorikeets calling Carols of bush birds rising and falling Orana! Orana! Orana to Christmas Day.