When I have a house.....as I sometimes may,
I suit my fancy with it in every way.
My grass house stands by the open sea,
on a bit of beach that belongs to me.
And I paid,.......... but don't remember the price
for this my small acre of paradise.
The great southern cross hangs nightly over my door,
And the moonlight throws silver across the floor
While the surf makes thunder along the beach
And the rainbows end is always with in my reach.