Things I’d Like To Do
by Nev Newman
Out in the midst of our great land
Where the long brown rivers flow
Although I’ve never been there
I would dearly love to go
To follow the tracks where Henry trod
Through the outback towns and runs
And to rest, in an old bush shanty
When welcome rains have come.
To feel that old bush atmosphere
That the bush people must have known
Then to go a-droving with Clancy
To sing at night by the fire’s glow
And maybe hear the dingo’s howl
When the moon is high and bright
And to see the glowing of the dawn
As it banishes away the night.
And I’d like to go to the Snowies
To those ranges wild and high
And hear the tred of the brumbies
As they gallop towards the sky
Or to go with that man called Banjo
To that sunny Queensland clime
And hear the Waltzing Matilda strains
As it was played in the olden times.
But with all my dreams and wishes
Of the things I’d like to do
I’m afraid it just can’t happen
As my world goes spinning through
For the old days they have vanished
And the ‘oldsters’ have all gone
They are only names on headstones
Of which our writers may have a loan …
by Diane Simmonds
Steel rings, flint flies,
His craft is old and true.
The mingling sweat of horse and man:
A battler, he’s true blue.
With arms of steel, back like the trunk
Of Stringybark gum trees
The man and hot shod horse are mates;
Mare snuffles; bellows wheeze.
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