Lyrics
Little hands by the water Buckets bright and red Chasing waves at Mallacoota Shells around their feet instead
Laughing as the tide rolls in Footprints side by side Building castles, finding treasure Where the lake runs to the tide
Some see trouble on the grass Some see mess and bother But I see kids beneath the gums Doing what kids do together
Shells for the future Stories in the sand What the kids leave behind Becomes part of the land
One day they'll call it history Sacred in the sun But tonight it's just children Having fun
Oh, having fun Under Mallacoota's sky
Same as the old ones did Long, long years ago Gathered by the firelight Where the coastal waters flow
Kids have always chased the tide Left their little mark A handful of shells and laughter Glowing softly in the dark
Round and round the seasons turn The inlet and the weather Every generation leaves A little sign forever
Shells for the future Stories in the sand What the kids leave behind Becomes part of the land
One day they'll call it history Sacred in the sun But tonight it's just children Having fun
Oh, having fun Under Mallacoota's sky
Some folks call it rubbish Say the pigs have been But I see tiny archaeologists Working on the green
In a thousand years they'll build a fence Put a plaque beneath a tree Great Mallacoota Midden With a gift shop by the sea
Let the children play Let the gulls still cry Let the tide keep rolling Under that big blue sky
We're all just passing through This beautiful old place Leaving little footprints And a smile upon its face
Shells for the future Stories in the sand What the kids leave behind Becomes part of the land
From the old campfires To the drone shots flying high Kids and shells and Mallacoota That's the reason why
Shells for the future Stories in the sand A little pile of memories In this wild and lovely land
Tonight it's just children Having fun Oh, having fun Under Mallacoota's sky
Shells on the shoreline Kids in the sun This is Mallacoota And the song's just begun