ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

LIKE RAIN ON AN OLD TIN ROOF


Nothing like rain on an old tin roof to set your mind to thinking.
Nothing like anger and hurt and pain to set a bloke to drinking.
Nothing at all to whinge about if truth is what’s bestowing
the thoughts that rattle around in your head and set your thinking going.

Nothing on earth so beautiful as a newborn baby’s smile.
Nothing on earth as comforting as love if free of guile.
Nothing at all to whinge about if you’ve bread on your table
and health enough for you to work as long as you are able.

Nothing will sow the seeds of discontent except pure greed.
Nothing will squander hard earned cash like wants that you don’t need.
Nothing will clutter up your life and mind like base suspicion
and sometimes we clamber over all to follow our ambition.

Nothing like rain on an old tin roof to set your mind to thinking.
Nothing like searching in your soul to get random thoughts linking.
Nothing to fear ‘cept fear itself when searching for ultimate truth
for perhaps you’ll find leaks in your thoughts, as you do in an old tin roof.


Maureen Clifford © 05/13

That's great Maureen. Starting the lines with the same phrase is an interesting way of tying the rhythm together.

p.s. I won't tell Glenny that you used an apostrophe to contract a word. My lips are sealed

'cept you just did. Blabbermouth Don't worry Neville - I do it all the time.

It's raining here and I hate rain I can feel that little black dog nosing around, so I am writing writing writing - hopefully tomorrow will be bright and sunny again.

Nothing like rain (or the sun) to change a mood hey Maureen. Cold and miserable here today. Wish I was somewhere warmer.

Have you heard the song about the rain on the cane fields? I'm not sure of the title or the author but it has the words "hey rain, rain coming down, on the cane, on the roofs of the town.... hey rain" I have a CD by Mandy Connell who sings it and love it.

Heather

That's a good one Maureen. Nothing on earth so beautiful as a newborn baby’s smile. So true. My wife Robbie and I were shopping yesterday and there was a baby in its mother's arms with a smile that lit up the whole store and I said exactly that line to Rob.
Cheers ... Wazza

G'day Heather

"Hey Rain/The Innisfail Song" was written by Bill Scott.

Regards


John Peel

That's the one John. I could have gone and looked up my CD but I was too lazy! Thank you.

Heather

Yea John - one jump ahead of the rest of us - I like that song and the lyrics which are pretty simple but its a catchy tune - I reckon he feels much the same as I do about rain.

Hey Rain by Bill Scott

Chorus
Hey rain, rain coming down on the cane
On the roofs of the town.

Rain in me beer and rain in me face
Old Innisfail is a bloody wet place, hey rain, hey rain.

Rain in me beer and rain in me grub
And they've just fitted anchors to the Gurradunga pub, hey rain, hey rain.

Got a Johnson River crocodile livin' in me 'fridge
And there's a bloody great tree down on the Jubilee Bridge, hey rain, hey
rain.

The monsoon sky's so dark and big,
And there's an old flying fox in a Morton Bay Fig, hey rain, hey rain.

A bloke from the west nigh died of fright
The river rose thirty five feet last night, hey rain, hey rain.

It's the worst wet season we've ever had,
I'd swim down to Tully but it's just as bloody hey rain, hey rain.

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Thanks Wazza glad you liked it

Cheers

Maureen

Morning Maureen,

You got me with that 'baby's smile'. I have just been advised by my son and his lady, who have just come back from four weeks in Japan, that they are 'growing' my next grandchild. We are all so excited because they had said in the past that they were not having children. I thought it may have been a 'happy holiday accident' but they assure me it was/is a very planned baby. It is due in November. I'm over the moon. We thought there would be no more babies in the family.

How lovely for you Zondrae - that is a beautiful blessing. My two are also in the 'no kids' brigade and they are off to Vietnam again for 6 weeks holiday next week - my grandchild at the moment is little Wigly - http://scribblybarkpoetry.blogspot.com.au/ but sadly I will never get to nurse him

Doubt it will change with them though - my DIL turns 50 whilst away and the trip is her holiday celebration