‘The Old Station Gate’ Lyrics
The Old Station Gate
‘Kawerau Gold’ Lyrics
Kawerau Gold
‘New Zealand Whales’ Lyrics
New Zealand Whales
‘Dave Lowston’ Lyrics
Dave Lowston
‘In The Morning’ Lyrics
In The Morning
‘John Smith A.B.’ Lyrics
John Smith A.B.
‘Concertina Joe/Glenmore Jig’ Lyrics
Concertina Joe/Glenmore Jig
‘Limejuice Tub/Paddy On The Railway’ Lyrics
Limejuice Tub/Paddy On The Railway
‘Last Drop Of Whiskey’ Lyrics
Last Drop Of Whiskey
Wind In The Tussock
‘Wind In The Tussock’ Lyrics
Chorus:- There’s snow on the hills and frost in the gullies,
Where winters are keen and the air tastes like wine.
My heart feels the pull of the wind in the tussock,
Calling me back to the mountains again.
The scent of the speargrass is drawing my heart in,
As I long again for the High Country air.
The wind in the tussock is calling me homewards,
To the valleys and ridges that I love so dear.
There’s a fragrance in the tussock fire as it’s burning,
Wisps of smoke curling up to the sky.
The dew in the dawning of a clear spring morning,
As the sun warms the tops all white skiffed with snow.
There’s pleasure in working the snow crested mountains,
In boiling a billy and watching stars fall,
To be lost in a world remote from the city,
With the mist far below like a great rolling sea.
When the old man Nor-wester blows hot down the valley,
Reminds me of a girl that I knew long ago.
Her hair was as fair as the snowgrass in summer,
Breaking my heart when she drifted away.
There are dreams in the twilight of long autumn evenings,
When the embers of memory still flicker and fade.
The tussock aglow with the deep golden sunset,
Gently caressed by the evening breeze.