Story Tellin Man

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© groven
groven
Story telling man © Bob Ovenden
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He told of cattle grazing under ironbark trees. Redrump’s, galas there colour’s to see
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Creeks filled with the life blood of our land. Pictures of beauty we could understand
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As a child sleeping, under the stars at night. Red rocks, gum trees, skies blue and bright
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Ridding, his pony, each day to school. And how, that muddy dam was his swimming pool.
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So sad today he passed away this story telling man
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He made me feel so proud and good, he wrote about this land.
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Standing there in his old R.M.S. like a legend in his time.
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So sad today he passed away. Forever, in my mind.
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With words he painted pictures for us to enjoy. He could draw you in both man and boy.
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Sitting round the fire his eyes would gleam. Telling stories of trains powered by steam.
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Once flew he had to boast. From the southern tip, to the far north coast.
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Face smiling, eyes open wide. Stories he told but never lied.

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So sad today he passed away this story telling man
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He made me feel so proud and good, he wrote about this land.
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Standing there in his old R.M.S. like a legend in his time.
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So sad today he passed away. Forever, in my mind.
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He told of droving out on a dusty track. Of sweat and blood lost in the far outback.
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Knocked from his saddle, by a raging bull. But still he lived his life so full.
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Of mates, who fought and made a stand. Of graves left in a foreign land.
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How they died for glory and spilt their blood. So we could be free in this land of good.

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So sad today he passed away this story telling man
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He made me feel so proud and good, he wrote about this land.
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Standing there in his old R.M.S. like a legend in his time.
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So sad today he passed away. Forever, in my mind