Herb Green

Herb Green

St Lucia.




Mr Green was born in Charleville, Queensland, 1888. He spent his entire life as a ‘stable hand’ and wrote and learnt many poems and songs and mostly about horses and horseracing. He recited and sung in a voice similar to racing broadcasters.


Doondan Double
What Price Glory?
Old Slow Go
The Depression
Poem on Boxing
Mid-week Phar Lap
The Girl Behind The Bar

The Depression

I’m only an old relief worker, I haven’t got much of a life,
I do six days work every fortnight, to keep the kids and the wife.
We never have very much tucker, our blankets are faded and old,
It’s weeks since the kid’s tasted butter, we shiver all night with the cold.
MPs call every three years, they come and solicit our vote,
They say if they go back to power, we’ll never be short of a note,
The parson he calls when he’s able, he comes in a big sedan car,
Leaves a few quid on the table, hops in and says ‘ta-ta’.
He says we should grumble never, that the Lord’s looking down from on high,
He says that it can’t last forever, no! Someday we’ll bloomin’ well die.

Note: MPs refer to Members
of Parliament.

The Blackboys Waltzing Matilda


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The next song, from what I can see, has never been collected in Australia before and I was particularly surprised to find it in Herb’s repertoire. In America it is known as ‘Lines On Love’ and ‘the Bald-Headed End Of The Broom’ and is an old-timey favourite, first being collected in 1885, in Chicago.

The Honeymoon Song


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The Wild Colonial Boy


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