Chatswood

Chatswood
By
Henry Lawson


‘Twas an old respected settler, in the unrespected days,
Who had land along the North Shore, and - we'll say his name was Hayes;
And he came there as a young man, when there was great work to do.
And his young wife's name was "Chattie" (and no doubt, she chatted, too).

'Twas a "small place in the country" - where he went to be care-free _
Out beyond the pleasant suburb that they now call Willoughby;
And a little wood was on it, and the trees were tall and good,
And his young wife used to dream there, so he called it "Chattie's Wood".

"Chattie's Wood" has long since gone, and shops are standing in a row
Where the young wife went a-dreaming in the days of long ago;
How the pretty name was altered doesn't matter, anyhow;
But the wife is stilI remembered, as they call it "Chatswood" now.

Lone Hand - 1919