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many songs about love , on the wings of a dove
just don’t make much sense at all
For the wings on a dove are the size of a glove
On love’s scale, that’s rather/a trifling small
But a big bird I am, with a lengthy wing span
I’m at home on a mighty blue spruce
Or a Wollemi pine rare and strong suits me fine (I’ll) trade a dove for a Magpie Goose
.......Chorus 1..... have feelings profuse So you may well deduce
I’m in love with a Magpie Goose
well these creatures,
I’m told, mate for life, ‘til they’re old
they’ve a wingspan 8 times of a dove
And their love they express
by a hug with their neck
Their kisses are nibbles and pecks
They’ll build a home of their own
where they won’t be windblown
for two maybe 4 or 5 more
For protection and care, there is no better pair
It’s the magpie goose I adore
........Chorus 2 ....Just don’t try to seduce me, no don’t be obtuse
I’m in love with a Magpie Goose
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The Wetlands Rhapsody
04:56
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(begins with 4 bars of gentle breathing, over morning birdsong)
PART A
RISE , Greet the new day (and) RISE
This Glor - ious Gift awaits your pres -sence, RISE
RISE Greet the new day (and) RISE
for every breath begins renewal ..... RISE
PART B
Play and sing Let the earth and let the air Ring with joy
every day’s a new Begin- ning
Begin again Because you can Dance and prance
Take your best chance Enhance , romance the day
and all Who share - it ..... with you, with you with you with you
PART C
(begins with slowed breathing for 4 bars)
Hush Hush Hear the earth Hust
Rest, restore, renew sweet and lo
star-shine kis’d the earth Below
giving thanks ....to the after glow
Hush -
Another day begins and ends and life revolves around again...... RISE.
greet the new day and Rise Rise Rise
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Feathered Promenade
02:16
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Well here they come and there they go
Struttin’ their stuff, heel to toe
Tail feathers twitching so
In the Feathered Promenade
Steppin’ out to and fro’
A little feathered dos-ey do
Waddling’, toddlin’ hey-de-ho
In the Feathered Promenade
Chorus 1.....Let’s assemble The ensemble
Wing to wingtip ‘n Short to tall
Slip-step here, two-step there
Make a circle make a square
Downy plumage everywhere
It’s a Feathered Promenade
Forward back, a reel and jig
Step-swing, tinikling
Bow and bob, it’s pardon me
In the Feathered Promenade
Chorus 2.....Such commotion, this rendezvous
What a fracas, a hullabaloo
Ducks ‘n geese ‘n swans are whooping
Cygnets ducklings herons too
Gathered in their tufted queue
For the Feathered Promenade
Huddlin’, puddlin’ muddlin’ dancin’
Clatterin’ chatterin’ doggerel
Huggable lovable magical prancin’
It’s the Feathered Promenade
Chorus 3.....Dancing all On the esplanade
Cosmopolitan…Promenaaade
TAG …..
It’s a flock-feast, at the quack-pond
In the wetlands every day
Don your feathers, and your pomade
Join the Feathered Promenade
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Nature's Waltz
03:35
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Gettin' Along
03:25
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We’re gettin’ along, settling back and watching the passing throng
Lock’d in our |own .micro- world, sharin’ a song and Gettin’ along
It’s just you ‘n me ……along with a million winged refugee’s
Escapin’ the world’s cruelty … livin’ free
CHORUS; Our human counterparts Could learn a thing or five
‘bout getting’ on together to survive
Cos here in the Wetlands every living creature has to
rely on each other for stayin’ alive
We’re getting’ along just great We know how to co-operate
no need for greed. hate is a waste we just accommodate our mates
Together we’re cool, ‘tho we ain’t nobody’s fool
Some of us are other’s tasty fuel
that’s something we learned about in school!
BRIDGE: We’re rather partial to the skin we’re in
We Depend on collaboration
A shared community Is our reality
We know how to do co-habitation
We’re in one accord…….just living a day at a time
No need for reward …..what can’t be undone can be ignored
We’re teaching Nature’s Paradigm…
......... We think the Human way’s a crime…
……….We think the Wetland way’s sublime,
……..Why don’t you try it sometime
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The Creature Chorus
03:00
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There’s a party going on when the sun goes down
But y’ ain’t gonna hear it anywhere around town
There’s an orchestra playing , got their groove going on
`they’re tuning up for a symphony of sound…
Chorus 1: it’s the creature chorus they’re striking up the band
no sound checking needed ….for the Music of the Land
the chorus majors are the crickets on the ground
they call the chime to make this magic sound
cicadas in the trees invite us all to hum
while the frogs on their logs are the cymbals and drums …
Chorus 2: yeh it’s the creature chorus ‘n they’re dancin’ up a storm
With their boogie boots on It’s the dickens of a swarm
well the Creature Chorus plays every single night
away from the city where the sky’s a pure delight
just turn off the telly, close your eyes to hear
‘n breathe in the air so crisp clean and clear (because)
The Creature Orchestra in perfect key
Creates the perfect tune and it plays for free
So when life becomes drab ‘n makes y’ feel down
Head on out to creature country, get outta town!
Chorus 3: ...Yeh, the creature chorus They’re performing every night
No need to buy a ticket The price is just right
feel the rhythm stirring Resounding ‘round the universe
Every evening tis the heartbeat of the earth
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The Black Swan
02:36
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She is Weightless … on the surface
calm, and Stately … in command
observing her world…
conveying an image
of peaceful …….tranquility
Claimed by some …. Yet owned by none
Tho’ human boundaries ….she’ll yield to obey
No chains confine …..her dauntless spirit
Composed, reposed …..the essence of serenity
Once labelled “the impossible bird”
A Black Swan could never be true
Yet here she is ….. she’s a survivor
Defying the odds ….. like me, like you
…………………..what lies … beneath the guise?
……………………perhaps a life of compromise?
……………….yet in her heart, her spirit soars …….beyond the skies
(….beyond the skies)
Tho’ she may seem….quite unperturbed
A cloak she wears ….for confidence
Below the surface …the black swan is swimming
mak – ing her own way …..
she’s on her own path ….
To live her own life ….
This bird is free
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Rozzie the Mozzie
03:04
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She’s a big tough broad with a ferocious Rep
She’s got a sting in her bite and a spring in her step
She’ got a buzz like a drone goin’ off like a jet
They call her Rozzi the Mozzi she's a femme soubrette
HOOK: she’s Rozzi the Mozzi... A down-under aussie…
Rozzi the Mozzi...Anyone’s a prey for the Hexham Gray
She does an eagle-eyed scan through the swamp day ‘n night
She’s thirsty for blood ‘n wants to share a love bite
She ain’t too fussy where she does alight
They call her Rozzi the Mozzi ..-..she’s no socialite
(repeat the hook)
CHORUS: She’d say she’s much maligned and Misunderstood [but]
She’s the aggravating terror of the Neighbourhood
‘n try as you might you can’t evade
That irritating Mama of the everglades
She prowls for her victims and she prowls for her beau’s
You can spray all your skin you can spray all your clothes
From your head to your toes this big broad knows
She’s Rozzi, she’ll give ya…. th’ Hexham Gray woes…(repeat the Hook)
pre-dinner cocktails are Rozzi’s measure
soakin up a skinful is her guilty pleasure
she’ll dance around and tease you so you better take care
I tell ya flirtin’ with Rozzi is a deadly affair
(repeat the hook with alt line: she’s the queen of the wetlands cabaret)
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Bertl the Turtle
03:59
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Down by the pond it’s been a beautiful day, now
all the pond’y critters have come out to play
‘n There’s this rather fetching fellow, he’s got all the cachet
But Bertl the Turtle’s wants a fiance
Bertl's got a buddy and they call him Flappin’ Jack
They said he was a goose and they were right about that
This goose-steppin’, feather-flappin’ buddy had a quack
Guaranteed to be the loudest in the land
Now Jack with his quack is the singer in the band
‘n Bertl croons a tune that’ll make the ladies swoon
But it’s Gertl in her feathers that the audience demands
When she’s dancing up her famous Saraband
CHORUS: Well the Wetlands Supper Club, Speakeasy, Nightclub,
Honky Tonk, Discotheque, ……Call it what you will
It’s the nightspot, cabaret, the place to while your cares away
Sip a little, woo a little, …..Get your thrill
Bertl he is smitten, says “I want to make her mine!”
I love the way she moves she’s sending shivers up my spine”
But Gertl she’s a girl who’s playing very hard to get she says
“A Turtle? Well … that’s where I draw the line”
See Gertl ‘s got her eye on that buddy Flappin Jack
She doesn’t want a fella with a home upon his back
But Flappin Jack’s attracted to his buddy with the stack
….A love triangle… that’s a fact
(REPEAT THE CHORUS)
..So Gertl says “here boys, you’ll have to duel for my hand”
“I love a little woo-ing, a little bill and coo-ing “
“sweep me off my feet with a little hot canoodling”
“carry me away to fairyland”
Flappin’ Jack bristles and his feathers have been ruffled
Bertl’s lost for words… his voice is barely muffled
There’s quacking, there’s honking and assuredly no bonking
While the band begins to play
(REPEAT THE CHORUS)
TAG:….slows
Sad to say today, Gertl packed her bags and went
Her passion for romancing has received a deadly dent
Flappin’ Jack and Bertl have decided they’re content
To be the harmonizing buddies in the Wetlands Band
(REPEAT THE CHORUS X 2)
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10. |
Tadpoles Playing Tag
02:42
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Maureen O'Brien Newcastle, Australia
Novocastrian, award-winning songwriter, crossing multiple genres. Professional musician with 10 albums released and multiple singles recorded. New album due in December 2023.
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