CUT THE JIVE

Aotearoa under the long white cloud
Jade of the Pacific far from the madding crowd;
Peace not pieces is our cry
We'll meet the challenge a day at a time.

No turning our lights out
we can make it if we try
Reach for the vision
and we'll be home high `n dry.
C'mon Kiwi cut the jive
you may not fly but you'll survive.

Land of mountain castles,
streams running to the sea

Rich lowlands and valleys,
country air and kauri trees

Tui calls a welcome
amid golden kowhai bells
silver sands and pipi shells.

Godzone land full of zeal and new ideas

We make the most of our diversity
Pacific pioneers.
C'mon Kiwi cut the jive
you may not fly but you'll survive.
 

Youthful nation rising from its knees
in a land of milk and honey
and damn good cheese.

We're not just collateral
for some international debt

New Zealand's got heaps to give
we'll not surrender yet.

No killer animals or insects
within these shores
No snakes, no nuclear waste,
so much to explore;
South Pacific rhythms to the fore
Destiny is knocking at the door

C'mon Kiwi cut the jive
you may not fly but you'll survive.

Back to Buzz Words Index Lyrics Copyright Keith Newman 1996