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Shout it o'er the leagues between,  ''Telling of the dawning green.                 Frogs at Cocoroc are croaking, '' Booboorowie soil is soaking,  Oodla Wirra, Orroroo  ''Breathe relief and hope anew.                 Wycheproof and Wollongong '' Catch the burden of the song  That is rolling, rolling ever  O'er the plains of Never Never,  Sounding in each mountain rill,  ''Echoing from hill to hill. . .                 In the lonely, silent places '' Men lift up their glad, wet faces,  And their thanks ask no explaining— It is raining—raining—raining!