THE ABOMINABLE "WHOOOOSH"

In the Fenlands of England,my dear niece,and Godchild,Suzanne,her husband Chris and many others in the area -are fighting against these wind turbines being erected nearby.I don't know much about them--I think they're ugly and I wouldnt want them next to me--at the same time they are supposed to be environmentaly good and we have to have these type of things. But where ? --well not next to me--and certainly not nextdoor to Suzanne.

It used to be nice,to sit out here
with a nice cup of tea
a wine or beer.
To sit and watch the fading Sun
setting over trees
when day is done.

It used to be nice to hear the birds
But now,it all seems
just so absurd.
They've chopped away the trees,the bush
now all I hear ?
The abominable "whoooosh"

That pulsating noise that fills the air
from those unsightly things
that stand so near.
They say they are good,they say they're green
but to me,they are just
so bloody obcene.

They tell us this power is heaven sent
and doesn't harm
The Environment.
That maybe true,that maybe fair
but not,if you're the poor bugger

living here.

And ugly too,just look at that
all those long,silly poles
in my habitat.
"whooooooosh" there it goes again
enough to drive
this man insane.

A mans home,is his castle,they say
and its true.
But at what cost,what value?
I worked so hard to make it nice
this place,my home,
My Paradise.

So,should your area be next choice
to house these things
shout,with one voice.
Fight like hell,when shove comes to push
to avoind these things.
The Abominable "whooooosh!!"


copyrite toeknees lyrics april 08---permit use to Suzanne Wabe for her cause

FOREVER WILL GROW GREEN'N'GOLD

MANY OF YOU MAY KNOW,MY HERO AND INSPIRATION IN WRITING IS THE GREAT SCOTTISH BORN BUT AUSTRALIA RESIDING ERIC BOGLE-WRITER OF SUCH GREAT ANTI WAR SONGS AS "THE BAND PLAYED WALTZING MATILDA" AND ANOTHER GREAT SONG RECORDED IN EUROPE BY THE FUREYS "THE GREEN FIELDS OF FRANCE"-ONE OF THE GREAT THINGS I LIKE ABOUT ERIC'S WORDS ARE,HE WASTES NOTHING,VERY FEW "LA LA LA'S" IN HIS MUSIC,ALL WORDS THAT HIT THE MARK.
I WAS WATCHING THE TELLY LASTNIGHT,WHEN ON CAME THIS STORY ABOUT AROUND 400 AUSTRALIAN AND BRITISH TROOPS POSSIBLY BEING FOUND IN A MASS GRAVE IN A FIELD IN FROMELLES , FRANCE.FRIENDS OF THE FIFTEENTH BRIGADE ASSOC LED BY LAMBIS ENGLEZOS,CLAIM TO HAVE FOUND THIS GRAVE OF SOLDIERS WHO FOUGHT AND DIED AROUND 1916.JUST HOW MANY BRAVE SOLDIERS LEFT THEIR SHORES,NEVER TO RETURN,BUT TO BE LOST,AND BURIED ON FOREIGN SOIL.
I WRITE THIS SONG,ON BEHALF OF AUSTRALIAN SOLDIERS,SIMPLY BECAUSE IT'S THE WEEK OF ANZAC DAY,(25TH APRIL)THE DAY IN AUSTRALIA THAT WE CELEBRATE THESE PEOPLE.
ERIC BOGLE ??--YES,WELL I DEDICATE THIS SONG TO ERIC,BECAUSE HE HAS A GREAT DEAL TO DO WITH ME THINKING THE WAY I DO ABOUT THESE THINGS.


FOREVER WILL GROW GREEN'N'GOLD

Our lads bled green'n'gold
in the trench's I'm told.
Sang "Matilda" as they faded
they say.
Now they lay 'neath the ground
in a spot never found
In a battlefield so far away.
ch
But the fields are so green
as have ever been seen.
and the leaves on the trees
turn to gold.
for,when they started to bleed
surely planted the seed
that forever, will grow green'n'gold

And to the Mothers
who gave us their children.
to the fathers
who gave us their sons.
May we ever remember,
in our hearts glow and ember
to remind us of what they have done.
ch
But the fields are so green
as have ever been seen.
and the leaves on the trees
turn to gold.
for ,when they started to bleed
surely planted the seed
that forever, will grow green'n'gold.

We must think of them well
for they went through the hell.
So remember on this Anzac Day.
For our children to live
twas their lives
they would give
On the battlefields so far away.
ch
But the fields are so green
as have ever been seen.
And the leaves on the trees
turn to gold.
for,when they started to bleed
surely planted the seed
that forever, would grow green'n'gold
that forever, would grow green'n'gold.


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THE BUSHMANS PAVAROTTI

DAVID GORDON KIRKPATRICK,WAS BORN IN KEMPSEY AUSTRALIA 13TH JUNE 1927,AND RAISED NEARBY ON THE NULLA NULLA DAIRY FARM.MANY WOULDN'T RECOGNISE THE NAME,ESPECIALLY OUTSIDE OF AUSTRALIA.BUT DAVID GORDON KIRKPATRICK,IN 1938,BECAME SLIM DUSTY,AND BEGAN THE CAREER THAT MADE HIM THE GREATEST COUNTRY MUSIC ENTERTAINER IN AUSTRALIA'S HISTORY.MAKING OVER 100 ALBUMS.
IN 1958 HE RECIEVED AUSTRALIA'S FIRST EVER GOLD RECORD FOR HIS RECORDING OF "A PUB WITH NO BEER" A SONG EVEN THOSE LIVING OUTSIDE OF AUSTRALIA MAY HAVE HEARD.
SLIM DIED A COUPLE OF YEARS AGO--BUT NOT BEFORE HE'D SPENT THE BEST PART OF 60 YEARS TRAVELLING AROUND,WITH HIS SHOW--TAKING HIM TO JUST ABOUT EVERY SPOT IN THE COUNRY.EVERYONE LOVED SLIM,HE WENT TO THE PEOPLE AND GAVE THEM WHAT THEY WANTED TO HEAR,GOOD MUSIC--LONG LIVE IN OUR MEMORY "THE BUSHMANS PAVAROTTI----SLIM DUSTY

THE BUSHMANS PAVAROTTI

Well,who didn't know,when Slims travelling show
was coming into town?
'Twas time for fun,with the shearing done
to put those wide blades down.
"we're going to have a knees up Mum,
put on your frock,lets go,
with friends no fear,and we'll sink a beer
at Slim Dusty's travelling show."

He was the bushmans Pavarotti,
and the small towns next big thing.
All the drovers found,from miles around
came to hear Slim Dusty sing.

Oh we didn't care how we got there,
by horseback,car or boot
Slim was in town,at the village ground
so pile into the ute.
Heading off down on the Dusty track
on our way,through the station gate.
Be we rich or poor,could we ask for more
than,to have Slim as our best mate.

He was the Outbacks Elvis Prestley
and to the cockeys he was King.
all the shearers that shear,from there to here
came to see Slim Dusty sing

He was The Bushmans Pavarotti
The small towns next big thing.
all the drovers found,from miles around
came to hear Slim Dusty sing.
He was The Outbacks Elvis Prestley
and,to the cockeys he was King.
All the shearers that shear,from there to here
came to see Slim Dusty sing.

All the shearers that shear,from there to here
came to see Slim Dusty sing.
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