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Boss Drovers Pride
Sara Storer
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Sheila sat on an old driver's trail
Waiting for her dad to return
Her brown little toes digging up the dirt
In a flour bag dress her mum had sewn
And soon in the distance a man on his horse
She ran and she jumped into his arms
And they rode back to camp for her dad had returned
By morning they'd pack up and go
It was a little dress from a flour bag
A bus driver's pride and a saddle bag
In her father's lap next to her mother's love
Two colours strong, as strong as stars above
Sheila sat on a camel way up high
Following a haze of dusty ground
It was nearly time for dinner when she spotted brolga eggs
And she cried and carried on to let her down
But her dad said if you leave them that brolga will return
And he'll leave you something special while you sleep
So she wiped her eyes upon her dress and she left the eggs alone
And in the morning she had dried apricots to eat
It was a little dress from a flour bag
A bus driver's pride and a saddle bag
In her father's lap next to her mother's love
Two colours strong, as strong as stars above
Two colours strong, as strong as stars above