[Verse]

Oh, William’s got a swagger, smooth as cashmere threads,

With a twinkle in his eye, and a tilt to his head.

He sways with the rhythm, like a leaf in the breeze,

The King of Swing Down Under, sets the room at ease.

[Verse 2]

From smoky pubs in Sydney to Melbourne’s dusky din,

You’ll catch his charm a-gliding, let the swinging begin.

He’s got the horns a-playing, and the bass so sly,

William’s world is a dream, set to a jazzy sky.

[Chorus]

Oh, the Aussie mover of groovers, the boss of the beat,

He stomps the ground with rhythm, making life so sweet.

Raise a glass to his music, let it linger and cling,

William is the monarch of the Australian swing.

[Verse 3]

His suit is pressed and tailored, his hat’s cocked just so,

With every note ascending, his legend starts to grow.

Trumpets laughing, saxes sigh, violins that careen,

William paints the night with a golden, jazzy sheen.

[Bridge]

He whispers through the trombone, he shouts with the brass,

Each note a timeless treasure, that never seems to pass.

His bebop waltzes slowly, yet it prances so high,

And his melodies like moonlight drift across the sky.

[Chorus]

Oh, the Aussie mover of groovers, the boss of the beat,

He stomps the ground with rhythm, making life so sweet.

Raise a glass to his music, let it linger and cling,

William is the monarch of the Australian swing.