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Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia

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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: rich-joy
Date: 27 Feb 21 - 06:57 AM

Re "Lies Like 'Illegal'",
just found Jenny Fitzgibbon singing this Nov2014 YT upload with animation by Maleny artist, Corrie Wright :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gawCW-DFsII


R-J


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: rich-joy
Date: 27 Feb 21 - 06:29 AM

LIES LIKE ‘ILLEGAL’

Jenny Fitzgibbon

“Here’s a new rendition of my song “Lies Like 'Illegal'” with Jeremy Dunlop on guitar. I wrote it out of my desire for more compassion in our treatment of refugees, young and old, and thru my need to take action.” Sept 2015
Adapted from the tune of “When the Boat Comes in”. Trad – Northumberland


Asylum they come seeking, In a boat that’s leaking
Gets the pollies freaking, When the boat comes in
   No peace for Baba, No peace for Maman
   No peace for koodak, surely it’s a sin


Zero information, goes out to the nation
An abomination, When the boat comes in
To ‘secure’ our borders, We give Navy orders
Racists would applaud us, When the boat comes in
   No peace for Baba, No peace for Maman
   No peace for koodak, surely it’s a sin

Why say a prayer, Teach our kids to care
Then refuse to share, When the boat comes in
Private corporations, Profit from our nation’s
Freedom deprivations, When the boat comes in
    No peace for Baba, No peace for Maman
    No peace for koodak, surely it’s a sin

Forked tongues a-lashing, In a right-wing fashion
Why not show compassion, When the boat comes in
Even though there’s no ‘queue’ - take the pain you’ve been thru
To Manus or Nauru, When the boat comes in
   No peace for Baba, No peace for Maman
   No peace for koodak, surely it’s a sin

Children in detention, Human rights suspension
We must pay attention, When the boat comes in
If I’d a son or daughter, fleeing famine or slaughter
I’d cross any water, When the boat comes in
   No peace for Baba, No peace for Maman
   No peace for koodak, surely it’s a sin

A label like “illegals” - Lies like “illegal”
Should be illegal   -   When the boat comes in


[Kids Out - Close Manus and Nauru now]


Audio Link : https://jennyfitzgibbon.com/2015/09/13/lies-like-illegals-close-manus-and-nauru-now/


Robyn Cook hosts "Stories from the Red Couch" and her guest this Ep is Jenny Fitzgibbon : https://www.storiesfromtheredcouch.com.au/episodes-blog/tag/Jenny+fitzgibbon


R-J


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: rich-joy
Date: 27 Feb 21 - 05:23 AM

YOLGNU WAYS AND YOLGNU LAWS

Jenny Fitzgibbon

“I wrote this in Darwin twenty years ago and recently updated it for a Remembrance event for the Indigenous warriors and their families and tribes who were killed in the wars in this country.   
The event is held in the Maleny RSL each year. January 2019”

(based upon "Irish Ways and Irish Laws" by Moving Hearts)

Since the dawn of time there was
Yolgnu Ways and Yolgnu laws
families of Yolgnu blood
Waking to the morning,
waking to the morning

Then the white man came around
turned them up and turned them down
Telling lies of empty land
While waging wars unending,
brave Warriors defending

In violence the white man came
Genocide in all but name
stole the children from the bush
torn from land and living,
torn from land and living

Across the land invaders came
clearing forest, planting grain
No dreaming place lies undisturbed
Even changed the rivers flowing,
changed the rivers flowing

200 years of stolen land
May the power of the artist’s hand
keep the Yolgnu spirit high
above the pain descending,
above the pain descending.

This dispossession carries on
We ask that it may not be long
Before our constitution’s graced
with the voice of our First Nations,
the voice of our First Nations


Melody : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=havjZ1i0UWw   “Irish Ways and Irish Laws” was written by John Gibbs and sung here by “Moving Hearts”.

“OUR SAY” - This Yolngu doco excerpt has some good advice for us all : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dn9ASZrGumE    
“Cut-down of a Channel 7 documentary in which Yolngu people of northeast Arnhem Land talk about their culture, the history of black and white relations, importance of land and lots more.” Uploaded 2008.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nhyBaAjlFKg    "A passion for Yolngu Matha language"



R-J


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: rich-joy
Date: 27 Feb 21 - 04:25 AM

PLANTING TO REAPING

Jenny Fitzgibbon

Spring turns to Summer the harvest is coming
new moon blooms full through mist and ice chill
the light on the hill tells a fortune of winter
I wait for my lover I wait for him still

Planting to reaping, rhubarb to berries
bare feet and cotton, to thick boots and twill
Laughing to weeping, short hair no longer
I wait for my lover I wait for him still

Seeing turns to liking, liking to meeting
meetings to touch, a blush to a thrill
holding of hands then hearts gently given
I wait for my lover I wait for him still


"Watching the rain run down the window panes on grey day, I thought about an isolated country girl waiting through the seasons for the thrill of being near her sweetheart. Jeremy got right into the feel of it with his accompaniment."

Listen to a short clip of Jenny singing (with Jem Dunlop on guitar), from her CD “For the Love of It” : https://jennyfitzgibbon.com/cd-for-the-love-of-it/


R-J


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: rich-joy
Date: 27 Feb 21 - 04:12 AM

DANCING WITH THE STONES

Mark Gillett

The Sun sets on stone faces, looking out on the sea.
Torches flare in the night air and we start our ceremony.
We're gonna talk soul, pass the bowl and raise the energy.
The Gods will talk and statues walk when we set the magic free

How are you going?
Dancing with the stones.

Stand 'round the sacred ground beneath the midsummer moon.
An old, grand master man throws the forbidden rune.
Lost art, a crystal heart is beating to an ancient tune.
You'd better jive when it comes alive, ain't nobody immune

How are you going?
Dancing with the stones.

The whip lands on the slave bands straining at the yoke.
Stone blocks as big as trucks move with every stroke.
Worker's bones, the grave stones of a culture built on pain.
A cruel land, desert sand, covers fields of grain.

How are you going?
Dancing with the stones.

Thirty years beneath the lash. Raise the granite high.
Come and make a place for us that's fit for us to lie.
Wrapped in clinging linen, dressed in precious oil.
Come and take your just reward for centuries of toil.

How are you going?
Dancing with the stones.

The world turns, people turn and they face a brave new world.
There's a wild unborn child beneath the belly curled.
In her trance, giants dance. They dance the steps of dread.
That's a dance that's gonna grind your bones to make their bread.

How are you going?
Dancing with the stones.
Said you're dancing with the stones.


“First performed by The Hinterland Band on the Sunshine Coast, Queensland Australia. Written by Mark Gillett (now deceased) as a celebration of a modern Australian corroboree.”
Sung here by Brisbane-SunnyCoast band, The Genre Benders (Hugh Brown), c.2004 :

https://www.broadjam.com/songs/thegenrebenders/dancing-with-the-stones   



R-J


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: rich-joy
Date: 27 Feb 21 - 03:53 AM

Jenny's singing of this EXcellent song is one of my all-time faves!!


ODE TO SOIL

Paul Spencer

This planet is a rock that boils and churns
Continents float as the liquid turns
Our island bobs like a raft at sea, or loose debris
And somehow life remains.

This island’s made of solid stone
As dry as a crow-pecked bullock bone
But a layer on top like a vellum skin, both soft and thin,
Supports us all alone.

The soil holds on with a mighty grip
To giant roots so the trees won’t slip
It clothes itself in vibrant green, a fragrant screen
Through which the waters drip.

The soil, the earth in slow routine
Gives forth a beauty so serene
A person who such splendour saw, subdued with awe,
Might think some God had been.

But looking close it can be found,
The beauty springs from underground,
A million living creatures dance, in every ounce,
And miracles abound.

These living things are made of soil
The earth in which they live and toil
And there the Earth receives and gives, the planet lives
In fine and fragile soil.


You can hear Paul do this song himself on: http://paul-spencer.net/2012/07/23/ode-to-soil/


And here’s a snippet of Jenny Fitzgibbon with Jeremy Dunlop from her CD “For the Love Of It” (buy it – you’ll not be disappointed!!) :
https://jennyfitzgibbon.com/2013/07/03/words-to-songs-ode-to-soil-by-paul-spencer/



R-J


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: rich-joy
Date: 27 Feb 21 - 03:46 AM

Here are a few more songs from the late Mark Gillett (see his Mudcat OBIT - well, he passed some 14 years ago now, so when does one stop being "late", I wonder??!!)


GLASS HOUSES

Mark Gillett

Strong and sudden comes the flood
takes the family by surprise
Feel the steel it’s in your blood
test the strength of family ties

Poor ‘Crookneck’, eldest son
Still crippled by this guilt you bear
How could you do that to your Mum
How could you leave her standing there?
To break those bonds is shame
You must admit that things can never be the same

Tibrogargan’s task he knows
To keep the lore from age to age
since you struck that crippling blow
You stand a prisoner of your rage
Don’t turn your face away
Your family’s future could depend on what you say

Do you love the land
You water it with tears
Stand above the land
For a million years

Come brothers sisters, do not
scatter now in fear of scorn
Changes you were witness to
were dreamed before your age was born
We are one family
to be steadfast through disaster is our destiny

You are mother of us all
Dreaming still of life to come
Wait until your children call
Gather us in, every one


Listen here to a short clip of Jenny Fitzgibbon singing the late Mark Gillett’s composition, with Steve Cook on bouzouki, from her CD : https://jennyfitzgibbon.com/2013/07/03/words-of-songs-glass-houses-by-mark-gillett/

The Glasshouse Mountains are not far from me, just “down off the range”! Watch this clip to view each of the ancient mountains and hear the Aboriginal legend of their fractious family :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=09pnCPG7SeM

Watch this clip to see them closeup and learn why “they are not extinct Volcanoes, but something even more rare” : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-FDqWmSPFnw


R-J


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Stewie
Date: 26 Feb 21 - 10:00 PM

Colin Dryden's 'Factory Lad' was posted to this thread back in September last year. It was part of what has been referred to as 'The North Country Trilogy'. Although all 3 songs relate to UK, they were sung by Oz folkies, particularly in NSW. Gerry Hallom included all 3 in his compilation of Dryden recordings: Colin Dryden 'The Australian Years - Vol I'. Here are the other 2 songs:

SITHER
(Colin Dryden)

Forty years in the mill,
your day’s near done, but it’s going still.
Time to be thinking o’ makin’ your will,
for you’ve nowhere to go, no intentions.

Weft and weave it was your game,
ten thousand hours upon the frame,
then walking home in the driving rain,
with a brand new watch and a pension.

Time now to bide, to sit and to dream,
on bygone days and the changes you’ve seen,
in coal and in diesel, the power of steam,
black shawls, coal stockings and courting.

Clogs on the frost on a cold winter’s morn,
the smell of the grease and oil on the loom,
and the wife wi’ the kids by the gateway at noon
stand waiting for your wages on Friday.

Six in the morn and it’s time to rise,
sleep on, old man, you’re weary and wise,
to the ways of the mill, aye, and all of the tries
for a part time job in the doffing.

Puffin’ and pantin’ past the mill,
up to the local to get all your fill,
though you’ve only got enough brass for a gill,
there might be a job in the offing.

But the shuttles have flown, it’s time to roam,
back to the armchair and fire at home,
and leave all the mill hands and weavers alone
to their beer and their laughter and joking.

But many’s the time why you’ve stood with the best,
although the looms have near turned you deaf,
they’ve all got a few miles of weaving as yet
before they’ll have bested old Sither.

Youtube clip

PIT BOY
(Colin Dryden)

The times are hard, the days are long
I wish I were a farmer’s son
Out in the green fields all day long
Away from the dark of the day

Chorus
When the sun is sagging in the sky
The days are long, long are the sighs
Down in the darkness where we bide
Passing our lives away

And if I were a robber bold
I’d rob the rich of all their gold
And if I were caught, well I’ve been told
It’s better down Botany Bay

Chorus

And if I were a sailor, I’d sail the main
And rob the ships of France and Spain
Now if we lost, perhaps we’d gain
For the French might raise our pay

Chorus

Like pit ponies down the mine
Going blind without the shine
Though if we do, we’ll never mind
'Cos we’ll never want the sun no more

Chorus

Audio

Cover by Daniel Kelly

For background info on the songs, here is a link (I have posted it elsewhere in this thread) to a beaut essay by the late Dermott Ryder:

Click

--Stewie.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Stewie
Date: 25 Feb 21 - 09:38 PM

SPIDER IN THE BATH
(Marcus Turner)

Chorus
Here I am - is anyone about?
I'm down beside the plug-hole and I can't get out, and
I've been here an hour and a half
Can't anybody help a little spider in the bath?

I woke up feeling hungry in the middle of the night
I saw a moth go by and thought ‘there goes a tasty bite’
I chased it up the mirror and along the windowsill
Around behind the toothpaste tube - and then I tripped and fell, and ...

Chorus

The sides are steep and slippery 'cause the bath has just been cleaned
And everything is cold and wet and avocado green.
There's a long lumpy loofah, some pumice in a dish
And all I have to talk to is this purple plastic fish and ...

Chorus

There's no need to be scared, 'cause I won't do you any harm
Just take me to the garden where it's nice and safe and warm
Then put me down real gently and I'll run back home to mother
One leg after the other, after the other, after the other, after the
other...
... after the other, after the other, after the other!! And ...

Chorus

Youtube clip

--Stewie.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 25 Feb 21 - 02:01 AM

well-I-never - no.32 is Past Carin' & I remember seeing that ...

good thing I only put ? next to the entry - now it is no. 2


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: GUEST
Date: 24 Feb 21 - 10:02 PM

Hi Sandra,

The audio for 'Fannie Bay' is song 34 on the Bushwackers' page that I posted.

--Stewie.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 24 Feb 21 - 09:39 PM

I can't see a link to Fannie Bay on the Bushwackers page you posted, so I might leave it out -


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Stewie
Date: 24 Feb 21 - 08:39 PM

My apologies to R-J. She posted 'Fannie Bay' on 9 September last year.

--Stewie.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Stewie
Date: 24 Feb 21 - 07:46 PM

Here's one that references a once notorious landmark in my home town.

FANNIE BAY
(D.Tainsh attrib)

Tell her I'm droving down Camooweal way
Or signed with pearlers for seas far away
You can tell her I've gone, I'll be back some day
Please don't tell her they hanged me in old Fannie Bay

You can say I've gone on the old 'River Queen'
It's whistle a-haunting the bullockies' dream,
Down the Murray I've gone, I'll be back some day
Please don't tell her they hanged me in old Fannie Bay.

Chorus:
And on Thursday Island the sun warms the air
As the breeze from the sea blows her hair
And she sits by her window and calls me
Yes, she calls me.

You can say the bush has called me away
And I'm riding the fences for ten bob a day,
Yes, I needed a job, I needed the pay
Please don't tell her they hanged me in old Fannie Bay

And they came to the door and they dragged me away
From all that I love and I pray
That it won't reach her ear 'cause I love her
And she'd die for sure

Just say the gold has taken me down
To the places where fortunes are easily found
Yes, I've gone but tell her I'll be back some day
Just don't tell her they hanged me in old Fannie Bay

Audio on this page:   Click

Some info on Fannie Bay Gaol: Click

--Stewie.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Stewie
Date: 23 Feb 21 - 08:30 PM

THE GUNDAROO BULLOCK
(A.B. Paterson/Trad)

Oh, there's some that breeds the Devon that's as solid as a stone
And there's some that breeds the brindle which they call the Goulburn roan
But amongst the breeds of cattle there are very, very few
Like the hairy-whiskered bullock that they breed at Gundaroo

Far away by Grabben Gullen where the Murrumbidgee flows
There's a block of broken countryside where no one ever goes
For the banks have gripped the squatters and the free selectors too
And their stock are always stolen by the men of Gundaroo

There came a low informer to the Grabben Gullen side
And he said to Smith the squatter, ‘You must saddle up and ride
For your bullock's in the harness-cask of Morgan Donahoo
He's the greatest cattle-stealer in the whole of Gundaroo’

‘Oh, ho!’ said Smith, the owner of the Grabben Gullen run
‘I’ll go and get the troopers by the sinking of the sun
And down into his homestead tonight we'll take a ride,
With warrants to identify the carcase and the hide’

That night rode down the troopers, the squatter at their head
They rode into the homestead and pulled Morgan out of bed.
‘Now, show to us the carcase of the bullock that you slew
The hairy-whiskered bullock that you killed in Gundaroo’

They peered into the harness-cask, and found it wasn't full
But down among the brine, they saw some flesh and bits of wool
‘What's this?’, exclaimed the trooper, ‘an infant, I declare’
Said Morgan, ’Tis the carcase of an old man native bear
I heard that ye were coming, so an old man bear I slew,
Just to give you kindly welcome to my home in Gundaroo’

‘The times are something awful, as you can plainly see,
The banks have broke the squatters, and they've broke the likes of me
We can't afford a bullock -- such expense would never do
So an old man bear for breakfast is a treat in Gundaroo’

And along by Grabben Gullen where the rushing river flows,
In the block of broken country where there's no one ever goes,
On the upper Murrumbidgee, they're a hospitable crew
But you mustn't ask for bullock when you go to Gundaroo

Youtube clip

--Stewie.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 22 Feb 21 - 02:20 AM

THE AXISES OF EVIL © Paul Spencer 2002

Tune: Brisbane Ladies

Of all the world's ills, there is none that's more evil,
More gruesome or dread than the terrorist threat,
The President says that they're really awful people,
And when hes not grinning, you can tell he's upset.

Chorus

We'll march off to war, like good little soldiers,
We'll march off to war, for President Bush,
Until we destroy all the Axises of Evil,
For there's freedom to fight for and a lifestyle to push.

George Bush is angered by the death of civilians,
He finds it outrageous like anyone would,
So when he kills thousands and speaks about collateral,
He's not being callous, you've misunderstood.

Now some bombs are dirty and cause mass destruction,
But our bombs are smart and they'll solve all our woes,
Starvation and grief might appear to be a crisis,
But really we're helping, as everyone knows.

To help foster peace we'll use words like Islamist,
To make it appear that they're all so extreme,
Whereas our church is pure and could never be corrupted,
And of world domination, it would not even dream.

So send us your children, we'll fight against terror,
And suchlike emotions that lay people low,
We'll fight them with guns and with lots of bloody slaughter,
But don't ask who's winning or how long to go.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 22 Feb 21 - 02:00 AM

SCISSORS AND SEAMS   © Graham Seal 1976, 2008
    music traditional, adapted and arranged Graham Seal

no audio

    We are women and girls from all over the world -
    Italy, Lebanon and Greece.
    We are sewing the seams of other peoples' dreams,
    Just trying to make ends meet.

    Chorus:
    Scissors and seams and sewing machines,
    A box of bobbins and spools.
    With the needle and thread and the hot foot-tread
    All a machinist's tools.

    We work hard all day, we don't get much pay,
    Have to come to work again on Monday.
    And for the rest of the week we eat and we pee and we sleep
    To the sound of the bell and the Bundy.

    The boss is hardly there, and he don't seem to care
    About all the noise and dust.
    We have to work in it all day, but he will only say:
    'Why do you have to make a fuss?'

    Notes

    Many thanks to Graham Seal for permission to add this song to the Union Songs website.

    Graham writes
    'Scissors and Seams' comes from my time working as a cutter and layer in a furniture factory in the early 1970s. It was a hot and dusty place, basically a giant shed, but the predominantly migrant men and women who worked there used humour and forbearance to cope with conditions that would not, hopefully, be tolerated today. The place closed down in the 90s. Good riddance.

    The 'Bundy' referred to in the second verse was a form of time clock. All employees had a card that they used to 'bundy in' and 'bundy out' of the job. If you forgot, you didn't get paid. A bit different to flexi-time.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 22 Feb 21 - 01:59 AM

THE JUDGE AND THE SHOP OWNER © 1967 Clem Parkinson

Audio

    In a far away country called Woopland
    A very rich merchant did dwell
    He owned Fact'ries galore and ships by the score
    But something was wrong you could tell

    For it seems that those terrible wharfies
    When loading his vessels with flour
    Had complained of the task, even ventured to ask
    For an increase of sixpence an hour.

    Now the ship owner being fair minded
    (They always believe in fair play)
    To the wharf he did trudge with his colleague a judge
    To toil with the men for a day.

    But the very first bag that they handled
    Left the pair of them flat as a tack.
    In a state of collapse each agreed that, "Perhaps
    We should grant them that miserable zac."

    What a wonderful country is Woopland
    What a pity it's so far away,
    Though some people insist that it doesn't exist
    I'm going to find it someday.

    Notes

    Many thanks to Clem Parkinson for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection.

    The Judge and the Shipowner was published in Australian Tradition, April 1967.

    The song took joint second prize in the competition for a song about the waterfront run by the Sydney Branch of the Waterside Workers' Federation.

    The song is based on a famous short story by John Morrison. Clem Parkinson told me that he sent a copy to John who remarked how well he had done to fit the story into the five verses allowed by the rules of the competion.

    Clem sings the song on the MUA Centenary CD "With These Arms"


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 22 Feb 21 - 01:55 AM

GALLOWAY AND STEPHENS A song by Clem Parkinson © 1985

no audio, but I have an MP4 of the song performed by Clem, courtesy of Phyl Lobl if anyone wants a copy

    Who were the men who led the fight that won the eight hour day?
    The men to whom we owe a debt we never can repay
    Their names will live forever though they lie beneath the clay
    Twas no one else but Galloway and Stephens

    Chorus
    It was Galloway and Stephens who pioneered the trail
    Who led the band of working men determined to prevail
    And so we stand together as their names we proudly hail
    And shout "hurrah" for Galloway and Stephens

    Back in the dark satanic days - a time when life was bleak
    The workers toiled from dawn to dusk for 60 hours a week
    Until they said "We'll make a stand - no time for being meek
    We'll put our trust in Galloway and Stephens"

    They were the honest working men the history books ignore
    To tell instead of emperors and jingoistic war
    And crooked politicians, worthless monarchs by the score
    We'd trade them all for Galloway and Stephens

    Notes

    Many thanks to Clem Parkinson for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection.

    All building workers in Melbourne won a reduction in working hours from 60 to 48 per week in 1856. Sydney stonemasons led the way in 1855, but the first whole industry in the world to gain this reform was in Melbourne the next year.

    James Stephens and James Galloway led the 8 hours struggle in Melbourne. Both were stonemasons. Galloway, a Scottish migrant, became corresponding secretary of the Stonemasons Society in Melbourne, and Stephens, a Welsh migrant, its president.

    After a deputation and a lively public meeting between contractors and workers, the bosses agreed to honour an 8 hour day from 21 April. But that morning Stephens learnt that two contractors were refusing, so he called a meeting of 700 workers building Melbourne University, and they marched to all other building sites, including the two whose bosses were refusing the 8 hour day. All the building workers on the sites joined them, and they resolved to strike until the two bosses gave in, which they did that night.

    From Recorder the journal of The Society for the Study of Labour History,


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 21 Feb 21 - 10:52 PM

THE STRIKE OF 1894 © Dennis O'Keeffe 1992

Audio

    To earn a few bob, crutching sheep was his job, Billy was thirteen years old,
    Good money you'll be paid, if you shear with the blade, as a lad that's what he was told,
    "Son don't go shearing", his mother would say, it's a bloody rough job,
    And all you will get is a broken marriage, and a flee bitten Kelpie dog.

    With his childhood spent, young Billy went, off on his push bike with his swag,
    Dreams filled his head, as he stuffed meat and bread, into a Calico bag,
    He struggled to shear his first hundred sheep, he wasn't like Bradman at cricket,
    But he earn't enough money to pay for his tucker, and pay for his Union ticket.

    Squatters were sowing, seeds for growing, the old English working class vine,
    While they pissed in the pocket of the Gentlemans Club, sipping on whisky and wine,
    But Republican blood, again and again, through shearers veins ran like a torrent,
    The Squatters wanted to cut this vein, and sign the Unions death warrant.

    Chorus
    They might fool you, but they'll never fool me,
    A hero he died, and a hero he will be,
    Few men will walk where he's gone,
    The Union wrote music, young Billy sang the song.

    When men were willing, and strike camps were filling, on the banks of the Darling River,
    The man on the land, who never dirtied his hand, with fear, He began to shiver,
    Billy led a band of good Union men, out to the Grassmere Station,
    Where Blackleg Shearers and Troopers with guns, awaited the confrontation.

    Billy was shot, and Murphy they got, ambushed at the shearing shed door,
    We can never forget, dags and sweat, mixed with blood on the shearing shed floor,
    Not one Union son, had fired a gun, yet nine were arrested and tried,
    The coward that shot them was given a medal, and sent to Tasmania to hide.

    So down on the slops of Tower Hill, where the tide rolls in with the ocean,
    The Union gathered to bury their dead, in memory of his devotion,
    Take care you tyrants, who cheat and sting, the tide may turn when you die,
    For it's yet to be seen, if men like McLean, run the picket-line up in the sky.

    Notes

    Many thanks to Dennis O'Keeffe for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection.

    The song is on his CD "Matilda in a Tucker Bag"

    Dennis writes
    "The second big shearing strike took place and NSW and Queensland became a battlefield. With martial law declared in Queensland, the strike of 1894 was a civil insurrection with hundreds of shearers going to jail and receiving prison terms from two to fifteen years. An unknown number of shearers lost their lives and were buried in unmarked graves. The song follows the story of Billy McLean and the part he played in the strike"


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 21 Feb 21 - 10:50 PM

BILLY MACLEAN - © Dennis O'Keeffe 1992, tune James Connolly

Audio

Where, oh where is young Billy McLean,
Where, oh where is that gallant man,
He's gone to organise the union,
That working men they might yet be free.

Then who, then who will lead the van,
Then who, then who will lead the van,
Then who, but our young Billy,
The hero of the working man.

Where, oh where, have our shearers gone,
Where, oh where, is that gallant band,
They've gone to fight for the workers union,
That working men they might yet be free.

Who carried no gun when they shot him down,
Who carried no gun when they shot him down,
Who, but our young Billy,
To Goulburn Jail they sentenced him.

This wounded man could not survive,
This innocent man could not survive,
They sent him home to his lonely mother,
And lay him in his bed to die.

Who mourns the death of this great man,
Who mourns the death of this great man,
Oh bury him down, in yon green garden,
With union men on every side.

So they buried him down, in yon green garden,
With union men on every side,
And they swore they would form a mighty union,
That young Bill's name might be filled with pride.


The song is on his CD "Matilda in a Tucker Bag"

Dennis writes
"Billy McLean was shot by a scab one week before the legendary Swagman Samuel Hoffmeister died at the fourmile billabong during the 1894 shearers strike. Both men lost their lives fighting for the rights of Australian workers."


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 21 Feb 21 - 10:46 PM

DOWN WORKERS DOWN © Ian Macintosh 2006

no audio a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uh6eaxv2uDg">tune - Go Down Ye Murderers (The Ballad of Tim Evans)

    Have you heard the bosses call?
    Down workers down,
    Have you heard the bosses call?
    Go down workers go down
    If you've heard the bosses call
    Part-time work or none at all,
    Families going to the walll
    Go down workers go down

    Do y' know what makes the bosses pleased?
    Down workers down,
    Do y' know what makes the bosses pleased?
    Go down workers go down
    You know what makes the bosses pleased,
    Workers begging on their knees,
    Business moving overseas
    Go down workers go down

    Chorus:
    Go down workers go down,
    Go down workers go down,
    (penultimate line of each verse)
    Go down workers go down

    Have you heard the bosses prayer?
    Down workers down,
    Have you heard the bosses prayer?
    Go down workers go down
    If you ‘ve heard the bosses prayer
    Low paid workers everywhere
    Hire and fire without a care
    Go down workers go down

    Have you seen he bosses pay?
    Down workers down, (Rpt)
    Have you seen the bosses pay
    Go down workers go down
    If you've seen the bosses pay
    It goets bigger every day
    They take the cash and run away
    Go down workers go down.

    Have you heard the bosses lies?
    Down workers down, (Rpt)
    Have you heard the bosses lies
    Go down workers go down
    You have heard the bosses lies
    Unions have been crim'nalized,
    Prosecutions on the rise
    Go down workers go down.

    Break (Twice through)Chorus

    Have you signed the contract yet?
    Down workers down, (Rpt)
    Have you signed the contract yet
    Go down workers go down
    If you've signed the contract yet
    You'll be sink further into debt
    You've slipped through the safety net
    Go down workers go down

    Have you seen the future friend?
    Down workers down, (Rpt
    Have you seen the future friend?
    Go down workers go down)
    If you've seen the future friend
    There's no conditions to defend
    Fight them to the bitter end

    Go down workers go down
    Go down workers go down,
    Go down workers go down,
    (last line of each verse)
    Go down workers go down

    Repeat

    Notes

    Many thanks to Ian Macintosh for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection.

    Ian writes:
    "The song really wrote itself after reading about yet another massive CEO payout from one of the major corporations, the latest being the CEO of Macquarie Bank receiving a $33 million dollar bonus. At the same time the conservative Howard government enables more and more bosses to strip away working people's hard fought for rights and claims a $25 dollar a week payout for the lowest paid would be detrimental to the economy. I asked myself, just what would Ewan MacColl say about this if he still around? Written and recorded in a matter of hours - the take on the album is raw and the only take."


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 21 Feb 21 - 10:39 PM

SIEVX © Phyl Lobl 2002

Audio

On 23 October 2001 Australians first became aware of the horrific sinking of the asylum seeker vessel we now know as SIEVX with the loss of over 350 lives. There are many questions not fully answered about the circumstances of the sinking.

Thanks to Edward Lear & The Jumblies for the line 'they went to sea in a sieve' & to Tony Kevin and his website for confirmation of the story.

SIEV =Suspected Illegal Entry Vessel
UBA = Unauthorised Boat Arrival

They went to sea in a sieve they did, in SIEVX they went to sea,
And some call them queue jumpers, but I say refugee
Who will tell their story now if its not you or me

Wives and children took the chance to become a UBA
They paid their fare to freedom from South Sumatra Bay
The papers told of those who found it was their only way.

Abu Quassey set the price that Sonas gladly paid,
To join her husband Ahmed in the plans that they had made,
She could not guess the twisted web of the trap that had been laid.

The overloaded boat it seems had been designed to sink
A neat disruption program with a cruel political link,
A program kept well hidden except to those who think.

I say that there are none so blind as those who let things be,
The Navy’s eyes were blind that day to any refugee,
And smoke and mirrors hid the scheme that stained the Java Sea.

The boat capsized inside the Zone some struggled and survived
But only 44 were left when the rescue boat arrived,
And Sonas told the story of the desperate and deprived.

Her weary arms gave up their load, her precious burden of three
Eman, Zhra and Fatimah were lost to the hungry sea.
Their photo now a symbol of our inhumanity.

THESE VERSES CAN BE OMMITTED
Those who poison basic trust who manufacture fear,
Have left us with a legacy that I find hard to bear,
I hope the world can see that there are some of us who care.

They went to sea in a sieve they did, in SIEVX they went to sea,
And some call them queue jumpers, but I say refugee
And who will tell their story now if not its not you or me.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 21 Feb 21 - 10:35 PM

BLACK DIAMOND DISASTER © Phyl Lobl 2005

Audio of Shayna Stewart on Singing the South, Phyl Lobl's Songline/Timeline of the Illawarra

Written after reading 'Mt Kembla Mine Disaster' by Stewart Piggan & Henry Lee & supplemented by visits to the Mine Heritage Centre at Mt Kembla.

The disaster occurred in July 1902. Ninety-six men and boys died. A 'happening' to mark this anniversary is held each year at Mt Kembla. The trees mentioned in the chorus grow thickly in the area.


*Black diamonds had been hunted at the Kembla mine for years,
A quest laced with danger that drew bitter tears.
From wives and friends and children of the ninety-six who died,
When a rush of fire blasted through the Kembla mountainside,
The mountainside.

CHORUS
*Bangalow & Sassafras, Cabbage Plam and Cedar,
Witnessed the mine's hot breath burn the *Casuarina.
Peppermint and Lilly Pilly caught the coal dust flight,
When day turned to night.

A miner's light ignited in the thirty-acre *goaf
Did profit motif close all minds to danger from the roof?
*Wheelers, shifters, clippers and miners breathed the air.
Filled with deadly *afterdamp 'cause owners didn't care,
They didn't care.

The owner kept his distance and purse strings tight,
He'd made his wealth from miners working with no safety light.
Then chose to pay for churches to buy his soul a place,
While compensation payments were a national disgrace,
A disgrace.

Unions fought for justice through strikes and *picket lines,
For miners' rights & wages and safety in the mines.
I hope new working laws don't change the state of play,
It must not be for nothing the miners died that day,
Died that day.

* References
Black Diamonds - Coal
Bangalow, Sassafras, Cabbage Palm, Cedar, Peppermint Gum, Lilly Pilly, Casuarina - native trees.
Goaf - Area underground from which coal has been taken.
Afterdamp - Mixture of gases produced in a coal mine after an explosion.
Wheelers, clippers, shifters - Mine workers with tasks that involved moving the skips when they were filled by the miners.
Picket Lines - Striking workers with placards line the approaches to their workplaces to protest against unfairness.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: rich-joy
Date: 20 Feb 21 - 11:30 PM

1868

Matt Scullion

It was before Smith and Warnie, before the great Don
Before Victor Trumper scored the first double ton
Nine years before the first test and the baggy green
Australia got its first cricket team
A clever bunch of stockmen and sturdy station hands
They picked the game up quickly from settlers on the land
They sailed over to England unsure of their fate
The tour made the headlines in 1868

Chorus
They came from Jardwadjali and Wotjobaluki
Some from Gunditjmara, thirteen men in all
As good as anybody with the bat and ball
The first Australian cricket side was Aboriginal

The tourists were admired for their athletic skills
The games were well-attended, nearly all the seats were filled
Forty-seven matches, they even played at Lords
Winning fourteen while nineteen games were drawn
The standout was Unaarrimin, better known as Johnny Mullagh
A wizz with the cork and willow, a real all-rounder
And there was Jungunjinanuke, nicknamed Dick-a-Dick
Who earned the locals’ respect and wowed the crowd with his bush tricks

Chorus

The team returned to Sydney after six long months
Exhausted from the gruelling trip but proud of what they’d done
But there was no hero’s welcome, no ticker-tape parade
Most went back to the station, others sadly passed away
But in the town of Harrow, there’s a piece of sacred land
Called ‘Johnny Mullagh Oval’ in honour of the man
There’s a cricket museum with pictures of the past
Their names won’t be forgotten, their legacy will last

Chorus


National Museum:   https://www.nma.gov.au/defining-moments/resources/aboriginal-cricket-team


Wiki: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_Aboriginal_cricket_team_in_England_in_1868


FOOTNOTE:
I found this recent news article* about the 19th Century Aboriginal Cricket Team and the new song, but I know nothing about Cricket (nor sport in general :) so I forwarded it to STEWIE.
Wonderful bloke that he is, he very kindly transcribed it for us all to sing and enjoy!!!

* https://www.abc.net.au/news/2021-02-19/len-pascoe-turned-pioneering-indigenous-cricket-team-into-song/13166612   (story, pics, video link to song, all included)                

Cheers!   
R-J


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Stewie
Date: 20 Feb 21 - 08:47 PM

ROLL ALONG
(Paul Wookey)

There’s no lonesome whistle blowin’ outside my door
No hobo has ever shared my floor
No highballin' friend has ever taken me away
No one rides the railroad anymore

I’ve never seen my name scratched upon the water-tank
Never swung my old guitar aboard a train
Never had to run to save my life in the railyard at night
Never had to sleep in the drivin' rain

So roll along
And as the diesels hums goodbye
Sing me another song the brakeman left behind

Those old gentlemen of steam are left to rust
The water-tanks might just as well run dry
The hobo's weary bones, why they've long since turned to dust
Leavin' only the sound of an outward bound and the whistle’s lonesome cry

So roll along
And as the diesels hum goodbye
Sing me another song the brakeman left behind

This song is from his first LP - 'Mountain Breakfast'. Paul is a fine performer and songwriter. I recall that he came to Darwin with the late Chris Duffy decades ago.

Youtube clip

Paul Wookey's site

--Stewie.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: rich-joy
Date: 20 Feb 21 - 07:23 PM

PEACE DESCENDS

Paul Metsers

Peace Descends
Though its schedule is tight
When the tatters of day weaken and fray
And the wet street surrenders to night

(Refrain)
   Peace descends
   Though it's just passing through
   When I am here and you are too

Peace descends
In the hurricane's eye
In arms that surround with hardly a sound
And never an alibi

Peace descends
And it's never too long
Till the lovers relax and that seedy old saxophone
Burns up the final song

Peace descends
Too late to repent
When the last insult's hurled and the banners are furled
And the winner can scowl at what's left of his world
And the storm in our hearts is spent


"From a word sheet supplied with Paul's record, In the Hurricane's Eye, SGM 279, recorded in 1983 : Little Robyn, Mudcatter"


Sung here by NZ’s CHRIS PRIESTLEY (with high accolades from Paul Metsers in the Comments!) : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iz3kpD0NadM



R-J


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: JennieG
Date: 20 Feb 21 - 06:30 AM

There is a book "The forgotten rebels of Eureka" by Clare Wright, which won the Stella Prize for Australian women's writing in 2014. It's an excellent read, well researched and written - and yes, Anastasia Withers and her petticoat are in it.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 20 Feb 21 - 04:21 AM

COWPER WHARF - Words & Music: Phyl Lobl

Our first troopship to Iraq sailed from Cowper Wharf in 2003. I watched her sail with a heavy heart. This Audio comes from a concert organised by Wayne Richmond with the 'Loosely Woven' concert group.

I went down to the Cowper wharf one day,
To watch the ship Kanimbla in her coat of battle grey,
Raise the anchor to the flag and sail away.

The wheels of war return and turn,
Why don't we ever learn.

The 'strong of arm' and 'bright of eye' stood tall,
I don't know where their thoughts were but mine were with them all,
Did they ever dare to think that they could fall.

The wheels of war return and turn,
Why don't we ever learn.

The gulf lay in between us gaping wide,
Like the flotsam on the sea they were swept up with the tide,
And in the firm belief that God was on their side.

The wheels of war return and turn,
Why don't we ever learn.

Off to defend the system at great speed,
A system that depends upon half truths and guns and greed,
While third world people starve or live in need.

The wheels of war return and turn,
Why don't we ever learn.

Another time and place another day,
Someone watched my father's troop ship as she sailed away,
There were few would protest then about the fray.

The wheels of war return and turn,
But I'll keep marching in the hope that Peace by Peace we'll learn.

Phyl's father was underage when he enlisted, but he was 18 when he was wounded at the Somme. video by Dingo's Breakfast of Phyl's Battle of the Somme. Phyl sang it at 1982 National Folk Festival with Declan Affley on uilleann pipes & they can be heard in the background. One image is of a very young soldier looking at the camera.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 20 Feb 21 - 04:10 AM

WESTGATE WIDOW - Words & Music: Phyl Lobl, arranged and accompanied by Michael Roberts

Audio

Westgate you took my pal,
My laughing, drinking, joking pal.
You stopped his laughter when you fell,
When you came down.

You welders and you tough dogmen,
I beg you will you listen then.
When with concrete and steel you spin,
I beg you to take care.
For we'll be a long time lonely now,
A long time lonely.

Westgate you took my man,
How I curse your rotten span.
I'll have to manage best I can,
Since you came down.

You designing and you planning men,
I beg you will you listen then.
When with concrete and steel you spin,
I beg you to take care.
For we'll be a long time lonely now,
A long time lonely.


In 1970 the Westgate Bridge collapse killed thirty five people I wrote this song in the following week.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 20 Feb 21 - 04:07 AM

Anastasia's Petticoat © 2003 Phyl Lobl

audio

The miners of Eureka have long been brought to fame,
Its time the wives who stood by them were honoured with the same.
Many were prepared to die but weren't allowed to fight,
They sewed Eureka's flag instead, the flag of blue and white.

CHORUS
And the stars, the petticoat stars, fly beyond the battle.
Of that December morning when hot blood stained the wattle.

The miners push for justice came in 1854,
They stumbled into trouble, then into civil war.
Anastasia felt it right that she should also join the fight,
Though a white lawn petticoat seemed too slight an offering for the cause.

Henry Ross had planned the flag he hoped would prove to be,
A flag to unify all those who scorned the licence fee.
Armed with scissors thread and thimble miners wives worked on that symbol,
Sewing with their hearts a-tremble, stitching for the cause.

On Bakery Hill the flag first flew, brave against the cloud,
It gave the speakers heart and hope when they addressed the crowd.
Mid calls for solidarity for justice and for liberty,
The petticoat stars shone constantly dancing for the cause.

It led the marchers down the road that ran from Creswick town,
To flower on the stockade pole till King had it torn down.
With Ross soon dead from musket shot, the troopers used the flag for sport,
They dragged it through the mud and thought they’d killed the miners cause.

The stars, the petticoat stars, fly beyond the battle,
Of that December morning, when hot blood stained the wattle.
The stars, the petticoat stars, fly beyond the battle,
Of that December morning, when hot blood stained the wattle.

Written & Sung by Phyl Lobl 2003-4
Arranged and accompanied by Michael Roberts

Written for the 150th anniversary of the Eureka Uprising, this song tells the story of the Eureka Flag. Henry Ross, a miner who migrated from Canada was credited with designing the flag but credit for the sewing of the flag has gone to a group of women. One of those women, Anastasia Withers, was said to have sacrificed a white lawn petticoat to fashion the stars. Perhaps when Australia does become a Republic a simple solution to the flag question would be to reclaim the Eureka flag from the various groups who have since utilised it and it can become a fitting symbol for a southern democracy.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 20 Feb 21 - 04:00 AM

THE INDUSTRIAL RELATIONS LAWS © John Dengate 2006

Tune variant of Flash Jack from Gundagai

Audio

The industrial relations laws are good for you and me
They'll stimulate employment and foster industry
They'll make Australia wealthier I'm sure you'll all agree
The industrial relations laws are good for you and me

Johnny Howard told me and he is very wise
Johnny Howard told me and Johnny never lies
And I don't begrudge the millions they spent to advertise
We'll be more like America hooray you lucky guys

The industrial relations laws will lght the road ahead
Scrap the regulations and trust the boss instead
Keep away from unions they're terrorists or reds
Now I'm off to see the doctor he's examining my head


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 20 Feb 21 - 03:58 AM

THEY'RE KEEPING A FILE ON ME © Mithra Cox 2009

Audio

Im pulling on my big floppy shoes
I'm zipping up my latex fat suit
I'm dressed as a clown but they're writing it all down
They're keeping a file on me

Chorus:
They're keeping a file on me
They're keeping it meticulously
What I said and who I met they'll make sure they don't forget
They're keeping a file on me

We're reaching consensus tonight
Democracy's not black and white
We'll be here til three but we'll get there peacefully
But it's being recorded for my asio file

We're dancing in the alley til dawn
Cause the party was long since shut down
But they're starting to get hostile and your joyful brimming smile
Is on a photo your asio file

Instrumental

My file’s a long litany
Of peace, love and harmony
I never realised that being fair and just and kind
Was considered living dangerously


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 20 Feb 21 - 03:56 AM

ROTTEN TO THE CORE   © Martin Cubby and Mithra Cox 2009


Audio

    The banks are made of marble
    With a guard at every door
    Ripping off the workers
    The farmers and the poor
    Giving credit come and get it
    Isn't that what banks are for
    But they know you can't repay it
    And they're beating down your door

    Refrain:

    And the banks are made of marble
    With a guard at every door
    And the monument of capital
    Is rotten to the core

    Down on dirty Wall Street
    The truth is hard to find
    Lay a dirty greenback down
    You've got a dirty lie
    Up on hollow Main Street
    The truth is what you're told
    A happy life it can be bought
    A happy life is sold

    The vultures at the top
    Are in their towers of glass and steel
    Hard hands at the bottom
    They're scrounging their next meal
    The ones who built the mansions
    Pressed the suits and parked the car
    They can't afford the rent
    And so it's on the credit card

    So lay your money down now
    Don't you worry be at ease
    Snort another line of credit
    From the nice Chinese
    Keep buying shoes and TVs
    Pay it back another day
    Everyone's got to keep shopping
    Or they'll take your house away

    Notes

    Many thanks to Martin Cubby, Mithra Cox and The Lurkers for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection

    Visit The Lurkers website at http://www.lurkers.com.au/


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 20 Feb 21 - 03:53 AM

WARSONG © Bernard Carney 1991

no audio or video

    Time for our minds to be taken from war
    The news is so boring and dreary
    More broken bones for a hungry dow jones
    And the people have all become weary

    The job has been done by the media's gun
    The establishment grows ever stronger
    No need to worry what's right or whats wrong
    Don't think about this any longer

    While the wars of the world rage on

    Each newscaster's bulletin bombards our brains
    Each article softens our thinking
    Each new righteous reason will mask and conceal
    The hole into which we are sinking

    The voices of protest grow quieter each day
    The crackpots who screamed against violence
    Are labelled as peaceniks and sent on their way
    The majority slides into silence

    And the wars of the world rage on

    When the young men and women caught up in this mess
    Join the ranks of the wounded and dying
    The media mutters of duty and honour
    And love of our country
    And the national flag will be flying

    Flying for a new world order of countries
    Flying for the new troops we're sending
    Flying for the old rules that fuel all the fires
    And prevent all these wars from ending

    While the wars of the world rage on

    Time for our minds to be taken from war
    The news is so boring and dreary
    More broken bones for a hungry dow jones
    And the people have all become weary

    Notes

Many thanks to Bernard Carney for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection.

Bernard writes:
"This was written during the 1991 Gulf War as a response to the way mainstream media soothed us into thinking it was all for the greater good . We were shown aerial views of direct hits but the human cost was never counted. It seems to be happening again."

Warsong is on Bernard's CD "No Time Like The Future" BJCD981 1998
Vists his website at: http://www.bernardcarney.com


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 20 Feb 21 - 03:50 AM

GARDENS OF DEATH © Bernard Carney 1995

Audio

Every fifteen minutes somewhere
In a burnt out village somewhere
There'll be a flash against the sky
Another homeless farmer somewhere
Stumbles on a mine
And for every one survivor two will die

Pastures of plenty now are sown with destruction
Growing only uncertainty and fear
Lethal reminders of a never ending war
Taking lifetimes of misery to clear

For the mines have been planted like
Bad seed in the ground
Deadly silent sentinels that wait without a sound
The legacy of conflict indiscriminate and wild
And they know no distinction
Be it soldier be it child
So scream your disapproval with every angry breath
And fight to put an end to all these
Gardens of death

Who will remove them when the fighting is over
What could the price of peace be worth
How can we talk of turning swords into ploughshares
When countless million mines infest the earth
Young fingers playing find them bright and attractive
Made of plastic like a friendly coloured toy
Another generation learns to live without a limb
For these are the tactics they employ

For the mines have been planted like
Bad seed in the ground
Deadly silent sentinels that wait without a sound
The legacy of conflict indiscriminate and wild
And they know no distinction
Be it soldier mother child
So scream your disapproval with every angry breath
And fight to put an end to all these
Gardens of death

    Who are the companies that profit from this slaughter
    Who are the people they employ
    What drives a person to invent a smarter way
    Of making more efficient methods to destroy
    Who are the countries now that still refuse to ban them
    But wear their good intentions like a mask
    Who are the parties in this shameless pollution
    These are the questions we must ask

    For the mines are still planted
    In their millions every year
    Barely detectable impossible to clear
    Sprayed across the countryside landing where they will
    Denying future access always waiting for the kill
    So scream your disapproval with every angry breath
    So the world can put an end to all these
    Gardens of death

    Every fifteen minutes somewhere
    Every fifteen minutes somewhere
    Every fifteen minutes

    Notes

    Many thanks to Bernard Carney for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection.

This song won the West Australian Music industry songwriting award in 1995 and has subsequently been coupled with landmine images from around the world taken by Melbourne photographer John Rodsted and made into a five minute video by the International Red Cross in Geneva entitled "Shattered Lives".

The Australian Red Cross have also made the song into a CD single together with a Greg Arnold song "They colour in the Landmines".

The song is also on the Bernard Carney & Peter Grayling CD " No Time Like The Future"

Visit Bernard's web site at: http://www.bernardcarney.com/


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Stewie
Date: 19 Feb 21 - 06:54 PM

IRISH LORDS
(w.Charles H. Souter/m.Martyn Wyndham-Read)

The barley grass was two feet high, the billabongs were full
The brolgas danced a minuet, the world seemed made of wool
The nights were never wearisome, the days were never slow
When first I went to Irish Lords on the road to Ivanhoe

The frost was on the barley grass as we passed the homestead rails
A darling jackass piped us in with his turns and trills and scales
Youth and health and happiness sat on the saddle bow
And Mary lived at Irish Lords on the road to Ivanhoe

And everywhere was happiness, the fates were fair and kind
We drank the very wine of life, we never looked behind
And Mary, Mary everywhere, was flitting to and fro
When first we went to Irish Lords, on the road to Ivanhoe

The window on a leafy byre where the golden banksia grew
Stared like a dead man's glassy eye for the roof had fallen through
No flowers in her garden-bed, and her voice stilled long ago
When last I went to Irish Lords on the road to Ivanhoe

Irish Lords is a sheep station near Ivanhoe in the far west of NSW. Martyn gives some background in his intro to the song here:

Youtube clip

--Stewie.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: rich-joy
Date: 19 Feb 21 - 09:14 AM

SIX RIBBONS

Jon James English & Mario Millo

If I were a minstrel, I’d sing you six love songs
To tell all the world of the love that we share
If I were a merchant, I’d bring you six diamonds
With six blood red roses for my love to wear,
But I am a simple man, a poor common farmer
So take my six ribbons to tie back your hair.

Yellow and brown, blue as the sky
Red as my blood, green as your eye

If I were a nobleman, I'd bring you six carriages
With six snow white horses to take you anywhere
If I were the emperor (yellow and brown)
I'd build you six palaces (blue as the sky)
With six hundred servants (red as my blood)
For comforting fare (green as your eyes),
But I am a simple man, a poor common farmer
So take my six ribbons to tie back your hair

If I were a minstrel, I’d sing you six love songs
To tell all the world of the love that we share
So be not afraid my love, you’re never alone love
While you wear my ribbons, tying back your hair,
Once I was a simple man, a poor common farmer
I gave you six ribbons, to tie back your hair.

Tooralee, tooralie, all I can share
Is only six ribbons to tie back your hair
Tooralee, tooralie, all I can share
I gave you six ribbons to tie back your hair.


"Six Ribbons" is a popular 1978 folk-style song by the late Australian singer-songwriter-musician-actor, Jon English and is included on the soundtrack of the Australian miniseries, "Against the Wind".   
See 13 Eps here : https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLMcMa0lpJo2wOPJM_P0kPnaA-x-U-j6Nm


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b9W5lQNFb-M : Jon English sings "Six Ribbons", with scenes from the ABC-TV historical drama.   Jon’s WIKI page : https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jon_English


R-J


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Stewie
Date: 16 Feb 21 - 09:00 PM

THE SOUTHERN CROSS IS CALLING ME
(Joe Paolacci)

He hasn't had a break you know for 27 years
Non-stop in a barber shop he owns near Station Pier
He came from sunny Naples, just after World War II
With aching heart, he played his part and bid his folks adieu

Chorus:
So goodbye sunny Naples, my loving family too
The Southern Cross is calling me to build a life that's new
I'm off to see Australia, the work is plenty there
My bag is packed, I won't look back - I'll make a pile, I swear

He took a boat to Melbourne where employment was in plenty
He got a job with a yankee mob in a motor car assembly
He rented up in Carlton, and money carefully spent
With families four and sometimes more, he shared his every cent.

'G'day mate!' they say to him, he answers 'Same to you'
He feels so queer, they all drink beer and yell, 'It's your shout Blue!'
And this goes on till six o'clock when the barman yells 'It's time!'
And it's down the hatch, there's a bus to catch on the Gardenvale line

He met a girl from Williamstown and courted her at Mass
She stole his heart right from the start, a freckled Aussie lass
They looked up Father Murphy, got married with great haste
And they honeymooned in a tiny room they found in Elgin Place.

He hasn't had a break you know for 27 years
Non-stop in a barber shop, he owns near Station Pier
He came from sunny Naples, just after World War II
And with aching heart, he played his part and bid his folks adieu

This stands out in that it is not about Irish, Scots or English immigrants. It was posted to the forum a couple of decades ago by Bob Bolton. Evidently, Joe was 2-years-old when he came to Australia and the song was based on his father's experiences and that of other Italian immigrants. It seems that Joe's dad had a good experience. Apart from being racist, Australians could be offensive and derogatory towards European immigrants. I recall that, in some circles, a line was drawn down the middle of Europe - on one side 'bloody dagoes' and, on the other, 'bloody balts'.

Youtube clip

--Stewie.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 16 Feb 21 - 07:26 AM

BETTER TIMES © Miguel Heatwole 2000

video, 2017 winner of Alistair Hulett memorial Songs For Social Justice

    There are better times comin' if you don't pay any tax
    On the profits that your companies make off their workers' backs
    Your friends are influential and they can get things done
    So don't forget that big donation to the campaign fund

    Better times, better times,
    Better times are on their way that's what politicians say
    So if you've got one in your pocket better times are here to stay

    There are better times comin' 'cause your pay is gonna drop
    And this will bring employment ‘though you can't afford to shop
    When demand for goods and services has fallen through the floor
    Employers won't be laying off their workers anymore

    Better times, better times,
    Better times are on their way if you take a cut in pay
    And never join a union just do what your bosses say

    There are better times comin' 'cause the market isn’t slow
    So if 'share' to you means only what's in your portfolio
    Invest and speculate, strip assets, make the prices soar
    Make a killing, oil-drilling, or when there is a war

    Better times, better times
    Better times are on their way when the stockmarket you play
    The only way to win is when you make the people pay

    There are better times comin'. If it troubles you to think
    Just say poverty's the fault of people living on the brink
    Why not tune in to talkback? You'll get all the help you need
    To blame the poor on welfare not the ruling class’s greed

    Better times, better times
    Better times are on their way just ring up and have your say
    If the facts are not much use to you, you’re thinking the right way

    I want to live in hard times the way it was before
    In the bad old days when unions flexed their muscles for the poor
    When the public good was not for sale, and education free
    When we lived in our society not their economy

    Hard times, Hard times
    Come on, let the hard times roll, let's see justice take its toll
    There'll be hard times for the wealthy when we take back what they stole
    "Let us pause in life’s pleasures and count its many tears"
    The weeping of the wealthy is music to my soul!

    Notes

    Many thanks to Miguel Heatwole for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 16 Feb 21 - 07:19 AM

DESTITUTION ROAD by Alistair Hulett

Audio

    In the Year Of The Sheep and the burnin’ time
    They cut our young men in their prime
    The old Scots way was a hangin’ crime
    For the Gaels of Caledonia
    There’s a den for the fox, a hedge for the hare
    A nest in the tree for the birds of the air
    But in a’ Scotland there’s no place there for the Gaels of Caledonia

    Chorus:
    But there’s no use getting’ frantic
    It’s time tae hump yer load
    Across the wild Atlantic
    On the Destitution Road

    The bailiff came wi’ the writ and a’
    And the gallant lads of the Forty Twa
    They drove ye oot in the sleet and snaw
    The Gaels of Caledonia
    When yer house was burned and yer crops as well
    Ye stood and wept in the blackened shell
    And the winter moor was a living hell
    For the Gaels of Caledonia

    The plague and the famine they dragged ye doon
    As ye made yer way tae Glesga toon
    Where ye’d heard o’ a ship that was sailin’ soon
    For the shores of Nova Scotia
    And ye sold yer gear, ye paid yer fare
    Wi’ yer heid held high though yer heart was sair
    And ye bid farewell forever mair
    Tae the glens of Caledonia

    The land was cleared and the deal was made
    Noo an English lord in a tartan plaid
    He struts and stares as the memories fade
    Of the Gaels of Caledonia
    And he hunts the deer in the lonely glen
    That once was home to a thousand men
    And the wind on the moor sings a sad refrain
    For the Gaels of Caledonia

    Notes

    Many thanks to Alistair Hulett for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection.

    Alistair writes:
    The time in Scotland known as the Highland Clearances was a government led assault on the non-English speaking tribal societies - the clansfolk, that had existed there for countless centuries. From it’s inception in 1792, when it was called in Gaelic by its victims Bliadhna nan Caorach, meaning The Year Of the Sheep, till it finally ended nearly eighty years later, this was a period of incredible violence and cruelty carried out in the name of modernisation.
    Wool was seen by the clan chiefs as a better source of profit than rent, and the government agreed. Many sold their lands to southern capitalist farmers while others carried out the clearings themselves. In all cases the military gave assistance in what amounted to a programme of ‘ethnic cleansing’.

    Hard on the heels of The Year of the Sheep came The Year of the Burnings, when any hope of return was put to the torch and destroyed. Capitalist farming methods and the introduction of sheep to the glens gave rise a process of physical and cultural genocide that has left the Scottish Highlands barren of its human population to this day. The passage out of the Highlands in those times was known as The Destitution Road.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 16 Feb 21 - 07:16 AM

HERE'S TO YOU FRANKLN. © Dave de Hugard 1983

Audio

    Well come all you people far and near
    And to this story lend an ear
    It's to ask you all to make a stand
    On a crucial issue now at hand
    At the Franklin River a fight's being fought
    And bulldozers roar and time it's short
    So this is a call for your support
    To keep the Franklin Flowing

    Chorus
    Here's to you Franklin as you roll along
    And your forests and your mountains is a wild river song
    And may you still be there when we're long gone
    So Franklin you keep on flowing

    Now this HEC well they're blind of course
    And they're wearing blinkers like an old draft horse
    Oh but puffed with power too blind to see
    The extent of their stupidity
    And if you've got your doubts the fact remains
    It's up to us to make the change
    So it's backs to the wheel for the long term gains
    And we'll keep the Franklin Flowing

    We must stay the hand of this scheming pack
    They'd carve up this country at the drop of a hat
    Oh Lake Pedder disappeared at the stroke of a pen
    And if they have their way they'll do it again
    They'll take the Franklin River too
    Except for people like me and you
    So I reckon we can see this through
    And keep the Franklin Flowing

    And I like the cackle of the kookaburra's song
    And the bubble of the of the water as she rolls along
    And the Huon pines have been standing there
    Two thousand years and never a care
    Then there's the caves where the earliest men
    Sheltered while this river ran
    Oh there'e no place here for a hydro dam
    So keep the Franklin Flowing

    Final Chorus
    Here's to you Franklin as you roll along
    And your forests and your mountains is a wild river song
    And may you still be there when we're long gone
    So Franklin you keep on flowing
    So Franklin just keep on flowing

    Notes

    Many thanks to Dave de Hugard for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection.

    'Here's to you Franklin' was written in 1983, part of the national protest against the Hydro Electricity Commission's (HEC) plan to build a dam on the Franklin River in Tasmania's wild south-west.

    Visit Dave's website at http://www.dehugard.com/


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 16 Feb 21 - 07:13 AM

AUNTY © Bernard Carney

Audio 21 years ago Bernard said - "This is an old song which may be updated and used again at present if anyone has the time"

    tune: Solidarity Forever

    They've cut my Aunty's pension
    She can hardly pay the rent
    They're planning little nips and tucks
    That total 10 (or 20 or possibly more) per cent
    They're beating down her budget
    'til she's at the begging bowl
    And hundreds of her staff
    Are going to end up in a hole

    Her doctor says she's overweight
    She looks so thin to me
    He's issued a prescription for cosmetic surgery
    But everybody knows she's going to be an amputee
    But her voice goes marching on

    Help to save our favourite Aunty
    Help to save our favourite Aunty
    Help to save our favourite Aunty
    And let her voice go marching on

    Her mouth is just a little wide
    Her tongue is far too long
    They'll do a quick reshaping
    So they sing a different song
    Her ears will only hear too much
    They really must be tamed
    She'll still be known as Aunty
    But she just won't sound the same


    My aunty's looking different now
    They're cutting at her still
    They've told her about sponsorship
    To help to pay the bills
    And when her independence starts to
    Trickle down the drain
    She'll still be known as Aunty
    But she just won't think the same


    So rally for your aunty
    She will need your full support
    She's the only independent voice
    That won't be sold or bought
    She's known across Australia
    In the country and the town
    So let her voice go marching on

    Notes

    Many thanks to Bernard Carney for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection. He Writes "This is an old song which may be updated and used again at present if anyone has the time"

    Aunty in Australia is a common often affectionate reference to the national broadcaster the ABC. This publicly owned broadcaster has set the standard for Australian television and radio for over 60 years. It now (December 2000) faces destruction as the reactionary and vengeful Federal Government takes the gloves off in an attempt to ensure that "cash for comment" becomes the norm in Australian journalism.

    Visit the ABC website at: http://www.abc.net.au/

    Visit Bernard's website at: http://www.bernardcarney.com


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 16 Feb 21 - 07:06 AM

STAND TOGETHER © 1996 Bernard Carney

Audio

    Chorus
    We will all stand together and sing a union song
    We will all stand together and know that we belong
    To the strength of the future
    In a common working bond
    Stand together and sing a union song

    There's trouble fast approaching
    And the skies are overcast
    But let us not lose sight of
    All the lessons of the past
    The victories that were fought for
    In battles loud and long
    By the millions who sang a union song

    United we will bargain
    But divided we will fall
    Injustice to the one will mean
    Injustice to us all
    But when we stand together
    The future will belong
    To the millions who sing a union song

    (optional May Day verse)

    It was on the first of May
    That I heard the union say
    Eight hours of decent working
    For eight hours of decent pay
    And we won't forget the reasons
    Why were marching here today
    With the millions who sing a union song

    Notes

    Many thanks to Bernard Carney for permission to use this song about which he writes:

    "The song was written in August 96 during the second wave of changes to the West Australian Industrial relations laws and has been sung at all the union rallies since. It's one of a series of songs written for the union campaign against the law changes and ended in the establishment of the Workers Embassy behind Parliament House in June 97 which exists today as Solidarity Park."

    Visit his Bernard's website at: http://bernardcarney.com/


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 16 Feb 21 - 07:02 AM

LOVE IS THE ANSWER, © James Paterson & Denise Alexander 2006

    Verse 1
    When they say they're giving you democracy
    We know it's lies, it's the height of hypocracy
    Corporations don't care about the have nots
    Ruthless, immoral, it's all about the profits

    Verse 2
    It's no wonder people are starting to hate us
    We plunder countries, invade them like a rapist
    Now everyone is suspicious of their neighbours
    It must be true cos I read it in the papers

    Sub Chorus
    But forgiveness is beauty
    You know that empires don't last
    All this war and destruction
    Why can't we learn, can't we learn from the past

    Chorus
    That Love can bring changes ( woh, oh, oh, oh, oh )
    Yes "Love is the answer", it's what we're looking for
    When there's violence and hatred ( woh, oh, oh, oh, oh )
    Then "Love is the answer", it's what we're looking for

    Verse 3
    We were told there was weapons of mass destruction
    They bombed the place and said they had no option
    They use the war to help them win elections
    It's time to GetUp and give them our objections

    Verse 4
    Don't you know there's going to be a backlash
    What's wrong with talking, does it leave you feeling breathless
    Life is sacred can you hear the voice of reason
    No more killing in the name of freedom

    Sub Chorus
    Forgiveness is beauty ( It's the highest form of love )
    You know that empires don't last ( They all come crumbling down )
    All this war & destruction ( Senseless deaths )
    Why can't we learn, can't we learn from the past

    Chorus
    Love can bring changes ( woh, oh, oh, oh, oh )
    Yes "Love is the Answer" it's what we're looking for
    When there's violence and hatred ( woh, oh, oh, oh, oh )
    Yes "Love is the Answer", it's what we're looking for
    Life is so sacred
    " Love is the Answer", and what we're looking for
    In a world full of hatred
    Then "Love is the Answer", and what we're looking for

    Notes

    Many thanks to James Paterson & Denise Alexander for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection.

    They are members of The Borderers (Celtic / Irish band based in Adelaide, South Australia) and wrote the song in response to the continuing war in Iraq.

    Love is the Answer is sung here by the Borderers and is on their CD "A Time For Change"

    Visit the Borderers website at http://theborderers.com.au/


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: GerryM
Date: 16 Feb 21 - 04:44 AM

Back to Broome, by Ted Egan, was mentioned (way) upthread, with a link to lyrics in another thread, and to a recording on Youtube. I'd like to have the lyrics in this thread, so here goes. I took these lyrics from the recording, which leaves out many of the stanzas in the earlier lyrics post, and includes one stanza the older post doesn't. I guess Ted Egan didn't always sing it the same way.

The four lines starting "I'm takin' you back to Broome today" are sung, preferably in call-and-response style, before each stanza, and the chorus is sung after each stanza.

BACK TO BROOME
(Ted Egan)

I'm takin' you back to Broome today
What'll we do when we get to Broome?
All aboard the lugger, we're on our way
What'll we do in Broome?

I'm takin' you back to Broome today
And you'll see all the luggers in Roebuck Bay
See all the beautiful local girls
See Old Tom Ellies cleaning pearls
That's what you do in Broome

CHORUS: So it's: Haul away! Heave away!
Up with the anchor chain – two! three! four!
Haul away! Heave away!
We're goin' back to Broome again!
(x2 last time)

I'm takin' you back to Broome with me
And if you want to learn about history
Sit in the shade of a Tamarind tree
Meet Unsinkable Kennedy
And he'll tell you all about Broome.

We'll take a walk to Chinatown
At the Roebuck Pub, we'll knock one down
Broome's the place of great renown
The people are black, white, yellow, and brown
It's Technicolor in Broome.

There's a pearling master so astute
There's a Japanese diver lookin' ever so cute
Sovereign buttons on a starched white suit
A mouth full of golden teeth to boot
And He's properly flash in Broome.

I'm takin' you back to Broome, me dears
At the Conti Pub have a few cold beers
There's Con Gill's cockatoo, block yer ears
The greatest swearer heard in years
And he's cursing his luck in Broome.

Hear Captain Tallboys tell a tale
On the verandah in front of Streeter & Male
At the Governor Broome we'll quaff an ale
Watch the luggers as they set sail
They're sailing today from Broome.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 15 Feb 21 - 08:52 AM

WHY CAN'T WE GIVE REFUGE TO A REFUGEE?    © Bernard Carney 2002

    We are the lucky country we have hearts enough to care
    We can speak our minds in freedom we have boundless plains to share
    We don't deny our mateship regardless of the cost
    And our doors are always open to the lonely and the lost

    Well that was how it once was we were proud to make the claim
    But a darkening of spirit now has crept across our name
    For the way we treat our weakest is what the world will see
    When we can't give refuge to a refugee
    Why can't we give refuge to a refugee

    This world's known so much chaos there's a shadow through the lands
    I search the stars for answers but I just don't understand
    When broken souls in need of help cried out for us to hear
    We could have offered hope and love instead we offered fear

    The fear of drab detention locked like dingos in a pound
    The fear of no horizon on this so called Christian ground
    And every rule our country makes reflects on you and me
    When we can't give refuge to a refugee
    Why can't we give refuge to a refugee

    And the sharp eyes of the world can see just what we're coming to
    We who have so much but cannot share it with the few
    Reacting to the symptoms never thinking of the cause
    When hunger and injustice are the enemies of us all

    For the faceless wounded spirits locked behind the razor wire
    We rally for their freedom with our consciences on fire
    And our hearts become the harder and we harbour bigotry
    When we can't give refuge to a refugee
    Why can't we give refuge to a refugee

    And I fly no flag of Jesus speak no politicians creed
    But sing the song of human beings crying out in need
    And I'll sing it ever louder until all the wounds are healed
    Til they know our hearts are open even though their lips are sealed

    For we are the lucky country and we have hearts enough to care
    We can speak our minds in freedom we have boundless plains to share
    And we've always known compassion and rejoiced in being free
    But we can't give refuge to a refugee
    Why can't we give refuge to a refugee

    Notes
    Many thanks to Bernard Carney for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection. Unions in Australia have been active in the campaign to change the country's treatment of refugees particularly those the government labels "Illegal Immigrants", and locks up in purpose built privately run jails they call "Detention Camps". These camps are made inaccessible to relatives, lawyers and even politicians. The government describes it's treatment of the refugees as "A Deterent to people smugglers". It narrowly won the 2001 Federal Election by whipping up hysteria on the issue, spreading lies like children being thrown overboard by their parents.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 15 Feb 21 - 08:48 AM

or this one by Kevin McCarthy, coordinator of the Denis O'Keeffe Memorial Australian Songs Session @ The National?

BATTLE FOR BENELONG, © Kevin McCarthy 2007

    It was on a bleak November day
    John Howard came undone
    the day he took for granted
    the people of Bennelong
    consumed with pride and vanity
    convinced he had it won
    dismissed the polls and he backed himself
    in the Battle for Bennelong

    When Maxine McKew raised her hand
    to run in Bennelong
    Howard scoffed: is this a joke?
    the nerve of this woman
    but she campaigned long and she campaigned hard
    she set her sights on John
    Maxine had come to give her all
    in the Battle for Bennelong

    To Australia’s ultra neo-cons
    John Howard was their man
    his economic miracle
    put wealth into their hand
    but eleven years of fear and hate
    had roused the Aussie mob
    and the battlers rose and had their say
    that day in Bennelong
    yeh the battlers rose and they had their say
    in the battle for Bennelong

    Now on polling day it soon emerged
    the contest would be tight
    Labor prayed whileLiberals choked
    those numbers can’t be right
    neck and neck, too close to call
    but when the count was done
    by a short half head, Maxine had won
    the Battle for Bennelong
    [CHEER]

    Now Maxine McKew has won a place
    in Australian history
    the reporter from the ABC
    brought Howard to his knees
    with Buckleys chance, and against the odds
    she took the bastard on
    and Maxine McKew claimed victory
    in the Battle for Bennelong
    yes Maxine McKew made history
    that day in Bennelong

    Notes

    Many thanks to Kevin "Blarney" McCarthy editor of the Blarney Bulletin at http://www.blarneybulletin.com/ for permission to add this song to the Union Songs collection.

    Find more of Kevin's work in this collection

    Journalist Maxine McKew was Labor candidate in Sydney seat of Bennelong, a seat Prime Minister John Howard had held for 33 years. Her victory was the icing on the cake of the Labor win on 24 Novembr 2007, a win that decimated John Howard's Liberal party and installed the Labor Federal Government of Kevin Rudd.

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My folk club met that night & I was lucky enough to get some great photos as one of the audience kept popping outside to listen to the counts.
When she interrupted to tell us Labor had won - faces went from shock to cheers but the exhausted bloke in the Union t-shirt who was slumped down in the front row barely raised an eyelid. Unfortunately I didn't publish any of those photos.


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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 15 Feb 21 - 08:31 AM

I've been looking in Union songs & saw lots of songs we've missed!

how could we leave this out?

DON'T BE TOO POLITE, GIRLS, © Glen Tomasetti 1969 Tune "All Among The Wool"

    We're really on the way, girls, really on the way,
    Hooray for equal pay, girls, hooray for equal pay,
    They're going to give it to most of us, in spite of all their fears
    But do they really need to make us wait three years.

    Chorus
    Don't be too polite girls, don't be too polite,
    Show a little fight girls, show a little fight,
    Don't be fearful of offending, in case you get the sack
    Just recognise your value and we won't look back.

    I sew up shirts and trousers in the clothing trade,
    Since men don't do the job I can't ask to be better paid
    The people at the top rarely offer something more
    Unless the people underneath are walking out the door.

    They say a man needs more to feed his children and his wife,
    Well, what are the needs of a woman who leads a double working life?
    When the whistle blows for knock-off it's not her time for fun
    She goes home to start the job that's not paid and never done.

    Don't be too afraid girls, don't be too afraid,
    We're clearly underpaid girls, clearly underpaid,
    Tho' equal pay in principle is every woman's right
    To turn that into practice, we must show a little fight.

    We can't afford to pay you, say the masters in their wrath
    But woman says "Just cut your coat according to the cloth"
    If the economy won't stand then here's the answer boys,
    "Cut out the wild extravagance on the new war toys".

    All among the bull girls, all among the bull,
    Keep your hearts full girls, keep your hearts full
    What good is a man as a doormat, or following at heel?
    It's not their balls we're after, it's a fair square deal.

    Notes

    Many thanks to Choir Choir Pants On Fire from New Zealand for permission to add their version of this song to the Union Songs collection.

    The song was written by Glen Tomasetti who was a well know Melbourne folk singer, writer and political activist. The song is still in use in demonstrations in Australia and has been widely used in films and as a theme song for women's radio and International Women's Day celebrations. It was first sung on Channel 7 television in the current affairs program "This Week".

    In the introduction to 'Songs From A Seat In The Carriage', a folio of her songs published in 1970, Glen wrote:
    'In Charles Dickens 'A Tale of Two Cities' the Marquis St Evremonde rides through the streets of Paris in his carriage. It runs down a child and as the father crouches in the mud, howling like a wild animal over the body of his son, the Marquis dispenses two coins and gives the order, DRIVE ON'. Australia's traditional image identifies us with the poor from whom we are mostly descended. In world society today, however, Australia is part of the old regime, which protects and enlarges its riches at any cost to other people. Occasionally we throw out our loose change and drive on. These songs were written from a seat in that carriage'."

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Subject: RE: Rise Up Mudcat Songbook - Australia
From: Sandra in Sydney
Date: 15 Feb 21 - 07:21 AM

source - Australian Society for the Study of Labour History To mark the centenary of the NSW Teachers’ Federation, we include in this issue of The Hummer two songs about teachers and the challenges of working in the NSW State education system

Twenty-nine kids, Lyrics by Sydney Trade Union Choir (2012), based on Sixteen Tons (Merle Travis 1947) and The Teacher’s Lament (Anon, 1950s)

Now, some people say a teacher’s made out of steel,
But a teacher’s made of stuff that can think and feel.
A mind and a body with a heart and soul,
An ability to teach the shy and the bold.

Chorus

I teach 29 kids and what do I get?
Another day older and deeper in debt.
St Peter don’t you call me to that Heavenly Gate,
I owe my soul to the youth of this state.
I woke this morning, it was cloudy and cool,
I picked up my briefcase and I drove to the school.
The copier’s jammed; I just can’t win
And there’s playground duty before the bell rings.

Chorus

I teach 29 kids and what do I get?
Another day older and deeper in debt.
St Peter, don’t you call me to that Celestial Shore,
I got 29 kids and they’re sending me more.

There’s a kid in every seat from wall to wall,
Any more that come will have to stand in the hall.
They’re breathing down my neck; they’re walking on my toes,
They’re telling me their joys and I’m sharing (all) their woes.

Chorus

I teach 29 kids and what do I get?
Younger in heart and nothing to regret.
St Peter, don’t you call me, I can’t leave here;
I’ll have 29 students again next year.

The bell rings at three but I’m not through,
With marking and assessments and reports to do.
The pressure is on, I have to flee,
‘Cause I’ve got to get back for the P & C.

Chorus

I teach 29 kids, I’m putting them first,
But education’s goin’ from bad to worse !
Devolution’s a con – it just ain’t right,
So we have to stick together and win this fight.
And win this fight, and win this fight
Yes, we have to stick together and win this fight!

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