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Lost and Found

by Ken McDonald

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1.
Rodeo Rider 03:53
Rodeo is back in town Cowboys ready to ride Bull and the broncs chock full of grain They’re gonna buck with pride People in the town people on the land wearing Hats belts buckles and boots They’re goin out to have a great time When they fire out the chutes Chorus Yeah Rodeo Rider gates gonna open Boney hands wrapped up in rope Eight seconds an eternity I don’t give em any hope Cowboys will ride ‘em kick ‘em and hold on Then get dusted down They go so high when they look around See water towers in the town Bulls and the broncs there for buckability They’re firey stubborn and proud They got a little unpredictability Maybe buck ‘em to the crowd Chorus 2 (replace last line) Yeah I’d give ‘em a bit of hope Another year slips by Like the flick of a tail How can 8 seconds take forever On the rodeo trail Kids on their poddies popped up like popcorn Grandad grinning ear to ear Grandma doesn’t get the funny side Crowd are poppin more beer Clowns dancing on their wits and their toes Never showing any fear They know they’ll all be coming back again Same time and place next year Chorus 3 (replace last line) Why don’t we give ‘em some hope Chorus 4(replace last line) Why don’t we give ‘em some hope
2.
Billy loved Sal Sally kinda loved Bill A day at the bay was their kinda thrill Billy said Sal when I’m dreaming of you Your eyes are like water a beautiful blue You float me boat was Bill’s favourite line Billy was floating in rhythm and rhyme Sally wasn’t sure she had time on her side Bill was like the force of an incoming tide Bill you’re a big boat sometimes no rudder Sometimes I love ya sometimes I shudder Bill you’re the wind filling a sail Making waves like a force ten gale Then Billy started singing Chorus You be the water I’ll be the wind We can make waves together Or I’ll be the water you be the wind We can make waves forever Sally asked Bill to meet her Mum and Dad At Christmas at their Coochie Mudlo pad Bill wear your best thongs give them a scrub Wear your best shirt and stay out of the mud Billy shone through by humming his tune With Sally below the Coochie Mudlo moon And they were singing Chorus Now ten years on they’re sailing along Two kids and a dog growing up strong Christmas Poinciana’s blossom in red Bill’s lucky thongs are under his bed Ollie and Jessa at the bay for a swim Together at Christmas you’ll hear them sing Yeah they were singing Chorus Chorus
3.
Cyclone Kim 02:46
News blew down from the Cape Bigger bite than a king brown snake She’ll make you mad men turn wild Grown men like a little child Batten down bolt the door Gonna be action like never before Rolled into Cairns Saturday night It’s gonna happen get ready to fight Hear her coming hear the roar Get ready there’s trouble in store She’s bad exciting so hang on tight Don’t ever let her get you in her death adder bite Chorus Cyclone Kim … closing in Cyclone Kim … coming in Cyclone Kim … closing in Cyclone Kim … coming in Kim is a maniac hey ‘bout to hit town Wild seas Townsville to Brissie Danger in the country and city Not safe to go down town Not safe to hang around Meaner than a python smiling at your door Wrap around your body drag you to the floor State leader is talking on TV Kim is dangerous better believe me Wave riders no hesitation They’re all smiles in anticipation Rising like a taipan taking a stand Pick you up ‘n belt you into sand
4.
Old Grey Man 03:22
Old grey man with the gunny sack Stationed himself by the railroad track Plays for a zac on an old tin fife Days of glory days of life Old grey dog by the old tin can Wearied of life wearied of man Suns himself by a bottle tree Knows about you knows about me War came along like a lightning rod Fires the soul and the soldiers plod He sinks to the bottom of the sea Out of reach for you and me In the river of life they don’t seem much Two specs of silt we do not touch Playing for a zac by a bottle tree Out of reach for you and me Old grey man with the gunny sack Stationed himself by a bronzed Anzac Making a quid on an old tin fife Days of glory days of life Some of them old diggers yeah they paid a price Remembering mates bringing freedom with their life
5.
Another week-end coming up hear the river calling Check the gear watch the tide feel a new wind rustling Will she blow or will she drop northerly or sou-east Will we sail the Island Plantation or the Granville reach Shackle spanner round my neck put on the old tennis shoes The flannel shirt and floppy hat we’re not going out to lose Rig the boat, hoist the sail launching at the staging Mary River waiting there gentle push and we’re sailing. Chorus When the river was ours we were sailing When the river was ours we were racing When the river was ours we had the time of our life Sailing neatly round the buoys and nailing every gybe Counting down, the flags drop we’re tacking hanging out Starboard was that Boge’s voice another boat slams about Round the first buoy hoist the kite grab a drink and relax Hey how come Brenley’s way ahead always knows when to tack The second punch all spread out here come the 16 footers Johnny Duffield’s in front again going like a bullet This bloke’s a sailing magician always on the attack Never mind, we’ll peg him back with next week handicap Chorus There was Jabo and Taboo Bata Scout and Moonaboola Who Cares and Dividend Golden Orange and Kinkuna Our boats were like your best friend faithful and so cool We learned things at the sailing club you never learned at school Sometimes there were reminders of lovers the night before They too liked the river bank as they practised on the shore They seemed to like the night time we practised in the day We were lovers of a river forever and a day Chorus
6.
Things can go right things can go wrong Things can blow up or they can drift along Some days are good some make you sad Some days can take forever You wish you never had When I’m with you everything is ok You’re my blue sky baby on a blue sky day Things can get tough things can go bad Things can fall in place or drive you mad Some nights are fast some nights are slow Some nights can take forever You wish they never show When I’m with you everything is ok You’re a blue sky baby on a blue sky day Chorus Blue sky blue sky baby Blue sky blue sky baby When I’m with you everything is ok You’re my blue sky baby on a blue sky day At the sunset and the sunrise Love’s light shining in your eyes At the sunset and the sunrise You’re my camouflage, my disguise You can give up or you can try You’re feeling dynamite and blown sky high Some days drag some days glow Some days I wonder all I really know When I’m with you everything is ok You’re my blue sky baby on a blue sky day Chorus Things can go right things can go wrong Things can blow up or they can drift along Some days are good some make you sad Some days can take forever You wish you never had When I’m with you everything is ok You’re my blue sky baby on a blue sky day Chorus
7.
My name is Kyra I gave Gac her name My name is Seth reading is my game I am Annabelle I swim and sing Hi I’m Jessa I do everything Chorus Thank-you Gac helping us along Thank-you Gac making us strong Thank-you Gac helping us swim We’re all connected by invisible string My name is Ollie I’m a soccer gun My name is Charlie I love having fun My name is Layla I love Gac My brother Callan dog duck Gac Chorus We all want to be the best we can We all want to belong to the clan We want to swim ride and run Thanks Gac sharing our fun
8.
Lightning killed great granddad Arch New Years eve 1900 The blinding bang flattened his boys inside the open door shed Son Alexander married Honor – the wind in their sails Freda Ege Eunice Jack were born near Crookwell New South Wales Chorus Our family tree kept growing bigger than a Moreton Bay Fig More like a scrub some scrawny ones some big Could say we`re scrubbers could say like a stud Rolling generations with a - country kinda love a country kinda love Blood infection claimed poor Honor so Alex packed up the kids Aunty Lizzie helped ’em wander north to find a new place to live In brigalow scrub near Dulacca where prickly pear was thick 1910 they started to carve out a new life in the sticks Alexander struck a heart of gold young Edith Cunnington Soft as a pillow solid as a rock - she was a special one Yeah they were married in Dalby – a time to pray and dream Ethel Florrie soon came along then Lloyda Milt and Win Chorus Archie Ruth and Gwen arriving made one fair dozen Some babies didn’t make it through not for a lack of lovin The years rolled along mother nature played her hand One by one they married spreading over our golden land. World War II hit like a storm, families helped each other The little cousins got together playing with one another When the war was over the breeding picked up pace Curly haired kids were popping out running all over the place Chorus 100 years on we’re connected - by blood some by love Some connected by beliefs and some by the grace above Some of us mourn loved ones whose spirit never dies We dig the earth we drink the water we saviour our blue skies Been around the world a coupla times the changes never end Looking and back and forward do you see the straights and bends Do we feel good fortune are we blessed and are we strong What are families for if we don’t help when things go wrong
9.
1n 1961 the Weipa mines had just begun 100 men were breaking their backs To lead us down the bauxite track Refrain We’ll dig the bauxite from the ground Ship it down to Gladstone town Smelt it belt it paint it tan Send it back as a XXXX can In 1978 10 million tonnes we mined me mate The record stands until this day Hard it will be to take away Refrain In 1982 times were tough for me and you The spirit of those that went before Helped us all to give some more Refrain In 1995 those of us who still survive Will follow the rise of Weipa again Like hardy folk way back then Refrain Bauxite to gold We’ll dig the bauxite from the ground Bauxite to gold Ship it down to Gladstone town Bauxite to gold Smelt it belt it paint it tan Send it back as a XXXX can Refrain We’ll we’ll we’ll we’ll Bauxite to gold We’ll dig the bauxite from the ground Bauxite to gold Ship it down to Gladstone town Bauxite to gold Smelt it belt it paint it tan Send it back as a XXXX can
10.
You’ve been told till your ears went cold That there’s 43 beans to the cup I’m telling you they made a hell of a blue They’re doing their best to try to mess you up When you see the Coffey We got going for the Moranbah Nuggetts He’s more like 40 ponds of ANFO Detonated fused and waiting to blow. Chorus Give the ball to Coffey Cos Coffey aint no mug There’s no cooling Coffey Even when you stick him in the mud (No one’s game to stick him in the mud) Just about every second Sunday Load the bus and we head down the track I’m telling you that it’s a hell of a do We’re lucky that we ever make it back When you see a Nuggett Battling his way at work every single Monday Although you know he seldom loses Just tell him Coffey’s really good for the bruises
11.
Jackie Howe sheared 300 sheep in a single day Working through an aching back sweating for his pay Gun cane cutters down sugarbag road cut 40 ton Steel backs leather hands slogging in the sun Chorus I’m feeling slow trying to run I’m feeling green weighing a ton I’m in the shadows looking for sun I’m on the green side green side of a gun George Miller from Chinchilla made brilliant flicks Geoffrey Rush from the Darling Downs had all the tricks Young men from the small towns giving it a burl Two great movie guns taking on the world Chorus Every generation has to find their solution on the run Every person trying to find some constitution like a son of a gun Don Walker Paul Kelly story tellers in song Bout everyday people fragile and strong Songs there forever victory and strife Gun writers great songs songs of life Chorus

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A collection of songs not found on Ken's other albums.

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released June 22, 2016

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Ken McDonald Music Brisbane, Australia

G’day, I am Ken McDonald, a singer songwriter who has been writing songs for over 40 years. I started recording albums for fun about 10 years ago. I have completed five albums, some with the help of family and friends.

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