The Girl From The Bush - Poem by Francis Duggan
Her shoulder length hair it is wavy and brown
The girl from the bush she lives in the big Town
And she works as a secretary for Solicitors and Co
And quite good at her job as her employers well know.
The girl from the bush her eyes are dark blue
And on her last birthday she turned twenty two
She does look attractive and free of conceit
Her old home is far from the big City street.
She'd like to go back to her old Country Town
Surrounded by paddocks from long dry spells brown
But the unemployed there are many and jobs always few
So her career in the City she feels obliged to pursue.
A few weeks back her and her lover their ways they did part
And always sadness at the end of an affair of the heart
But time will be her healer and she will be okay
Though the ache of lost love it lasts for more than a day.
The girl from the bush is approaching her prime
And on her side she has got beauty and time
And though she often thinks of her Bush Town far away
She is in the City 'twould seem for to stay.
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