Milparinka Memories.

[Rimeriter]

I think it was Sue who took me memories back to this part of our country.
Thanks Sue.

Makin’ it to -

Milparinka

Travelling home to Sydney from along the Plenty way,
after leaving Tibooburra, Milparinka was my stay.
Evelyn Creek, that waterhole was inviting for a swim.
Albert Hotel, the only pub left standing, means the situations grim.

It wasn’t bloody long enough to search around for gold
so, when your thirst is mighty big, Adams Ale will take a hold.
While standin’ by the Cobb & Co was when I chanced to see
an horserider, just passin’ by - - I wished that it was me.

this Horserider - -

Upright in his saddle, riding true, riding tall
just easing along beside fences and wall,
he’s come for the thrills of competing quite soon
at the nearby rodeo which starts around noon.

He is burnt a sun bronze by the Capricorn glare,
he is handsome, he is tough with a far outback stare
that comes from flat country and seein’ for miles,
he, easily pleases the ladies when he lays on his smiles.

The ride down from Birdsville has been lonely and hot,
but this far in the outback they are used to their lot.
He knows of the ‘Dig Tree’ and the tragedies there
it’s where Burke and Wills perished after
Gulf Carpentair.

Born, then bred to a saddle from early in life
some drinkin’ - some carousin’ - but kept out of strife.
He knows about cattle spread out over this land,
the muster, the bluster, the red desert sand.

He has ridden Strzelecki, the soft sandy creek
also the dirt track where lesser men weep
before passing the Corner of Cameron fame
then on to Milparinka
where they all know his name - - -

©. Rimeriter 16/7/10.