Scots of the Riverina ~ Lee Kernaghan

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I have played this song many times, I had no idea it is actually a poem by Henry Lawson put very well to music.

It is very oldfashioned and not very happy though.

whitewolf.newcastle.edu.au/words/authors/L/LawsonHenry/verse/selected_poems/scotsriverina.html

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There is another song I think based on this poem:

whitewolf.newcastle.edu.au/words/authors/L/LawsonHenry/verse/wheniwasking/bushgirl.html

I had no idea.

"SO you rode from the range where your brothers select,
Through the ghostly, grey Bush in the dawn—
You rode slowly at first, lest her heart should suspect
That you were so glad to be gone;
You had scarcely the courage to glance back at her
By the homestead receding from view,
And you breathed with relief as you rounded the spur,
For the world was a wide world to you.

Grey eyes that grow sadder than sunset or rain,
Fond heart that is ever more true,
Firm faith that grows firmer for watching in vain—
She’ll wait by the slip-rails for you."