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Thread #25136   Message #1096231
Posted By: freda underhill
19-Jan-04 - 09:55 AM
Thread Name: Help: Rip-off of Nic Jones song??
Subject: Lyr Add: THE RED AND DUSTY ROAD
Tonight I spent some time with Lynne and Evan Mathieson, folkies from Queensland who are collecting and conserving all the songs written by Harry Robertson, the Australian who wrote Wee Pot Stove. His song Wee Pot Stove is the one that Nick Jones sang as Little Pot Stove on penguin eggs. It is one of several songs Harry Robertson wrote about the sea, including a couple of whaling songs. Evan was a friend of harry's and learnt most of his songs directly from him.

Here is a song I wrote to the same tune called the Red and Dusty Road.

In the blinding summer sun
On the red and dusty road
Where the heat burns through the summer sky
And great rocky gorges rise

Where the brolgas dance at sunset
And the parrots swoop so free
And that old Brahmin bull
Is a lookin' now at me

On the red and dusty road
As we roam along the way
Sweeping skies reach out their endless blue
To that orange sunset haze

Purple clouds and blushing sky
And a sudden flash of rain
Wind is rushing through my hair
And the lightning bolts again

And we wander down Windjana
Cliffs of red and marble pink
All the trees so white and slender
Dripping leaves of vivid green

On the red and dusty road
As we roam along the way
Sweeping skies reach out their endless blue
To that orange sunset haze

Giant cliffs of ochre rock
Round the winding waterways
And that flat horizon stretching
Through the shimmering orange blaze

And that silver river shining
Through the sands of lightest white
And beneath those massive boulders
Lie the Johnson's crocodiles..

On the red and dusty road
As we roam along the way
Sweeping skies reach out their endless blue
To that orange sunset haze

And the gang gangs black and soaring
Cross the grey green grassy plain
And those ancient hearty boabs
Reach their fingers to the sun

And it's homeward bound and it's over
And we'll leave that water hole
And I always will remember
Those Johnson's crocodiles..

On the red and dusty road
As we roam along the way
Sweeping skies reach out their endless blue
To that orange sunset haze

On the red and dusty road
As we roam along the way
Sweeping skies reach out their endless blue
To that orange sunset haze..

Words Jan 2001 Amalina Wallace
Sung to the tune of the Little Pot Stove by Harry Robertson
Sung by Nick Jones on Penguin Eggs.