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“You
have a powerful and clear voice that seems to connect.
You also have such a strong sense of your land that
comes through in every phrase you sing. There are many
many country singers out there but very few can capture
the images of their space and convey it to the listeners.
You are one of them!! Thank you for the pictures and
colours of Australia. Thank you for the gift of music.
You have a great gift. We are very lucky that you are
sharing it!”
Alan Budd FLYING HORSE CO. Hat Creek, Alberta
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Weathered face in a weather board town
Sparkling eyes, occasional frown
Her friendliness never betrayed the sadness she'd borne
Wicker chair, neighbourly chat
Peace roses, marmalade cat
Cuppas on the front verandah for family and friends
Seventeen and an innocent flower
Her beauty grew stronger with every hour
But life can be cruel and her laughter soon turned to tears
The promise of love and life as a bride
From a man; to be by his side
She gave him her heart and her soul
She gave him her all
She was the boundary rider's daughter
Hair of brown, eyes like inland water
On a summer's day
The warmth of her smile
Her head held high
The boundary rider's daughter
Small country town in a century past
Innocence lost, her love didn't last
He left for a girl in the city, shattered her dreams
No room for a girl with a baby to bear
No husband to keep her, no friendliness there
With shame like a cloak wrapped around her
She left her home town
Eleven years in the outback,
Station cook, a child at her feet
Her daughter grew tall with no father
Curly hair, pinafore neat
Then a gentle soul called McGeorge
Fell in love with the smile and the sweet inland eyes
The mother and he were married
Now she could go home - a man at her side |
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