Tom: G G D G There's a lake in South Australia, little lake with lovely name. D G And the story woven round it, from the piccaninnies came. D G Every night the native mothers croon this lovely lullaby, D G Croon across the moonlit waters, to the star up in the sky. G D G Carra Barra, Wirra Canna, little star upon the lake, G D G Guide me through the hours of darkness, keep me safely till I wake. G D G Piccaninnies' heads are nodding, drowsy crooning fills the air, D G Little eyes at last are closing, and the boat of dreams is there. D G Guide my boat across the waters, cross the waters still and deep, D G Light me with your little candle, safely to the land of sleep. G D G Carra Barra, Wirra Canna, little star upon the lake, G D G Guide me through the hours of darkness, keep me safely till I wake.