This Is The True Story Despite The Selective
Memories Of A Small Snowy Mountain Country Town
Banjo wrote about the man from the Snowy River in Australia
But they should have later wrote about the girl~
Who rode all of those Snowy River Mountain tracks
All those who knew her simply called her Shirl~
Shirley Nadine Harris her name when born up there
And she rode horse and sat saddle soon after birth~
Doing as a girl all men ever did on the mountain
And while doing so always gave it all her worth~
She was born and lived on her fathers property back then
On the New South Wales Snowy Mountains High~
Up on Argalong Station where the air is pure as can be
And the wedge tailed eagles they all fly ~
Her fathers Horrie Harris owned and ran that spread~
And many will stand and salute his memory today~
He taught young Shirley almost all she knew
And she did all and more and did it all her way~
They'd take the sheep and cattle all the way through
Micalong swamp,Roast beef flat and Emu flat as well~
Broken cart and Brindabella Valley
And Blue water Hole it still rings such a bell~
They'd let the stock go on all those flats back then
Near fresh water from mountain creeks that did flow~
And then the cattle they would graze on long plain
Argalong to blue water hole was a hundred miles it's so~
It would take them about three months in all back then
In September every year this is what they'd do~
Then in April and May muster that country over again
Before the snow it fell and those Snowy winds they blew~
They'd camp out on the flats back then
While doing this as they always did so well~
And this Snowy Mountain girl was always there
Shirley Nadine Harris as all true memories tell~
This girl mustered , marked , dipped and drenched
Knew of cattle,horse and all of sheep~
With working dogs she sat a horse every day
On the Snowy River Mountains steep~
Nothing in a mans working day up there
That Shirley could not and did not do~
And the facts will tell she did it all so well
Every inch of that Snowy River Mountain Shirley knew~
She never was a hero as Banjo described the man
Who was in fact actually a boy home from school back then~
Told to stay at home while they mustered horses
But almost killed himself with two horses away back when~
In those days their horses were their lively hood
They never rode them over ridges just for fun~
They rode and treated their horse flesh with the utmost respect
And nothing stupid upon a horse back then was ever done~
Shirley Nadine Harris was born and bred on the Snowy River Mountain
And lived away up upon those Snowy River Mountain spreads~
Riding horse every day as she grew from a girl
From the highest mountain slopes to the Snowy River beds~
Knowing all there was to know of horse and cattle
And all that then on a mountain property to be known~
Riding a horse as good as any up there had ever done
Where snow fell and all those mountain winds had then blown~
Shirley Nadine Harris was the Snowy Mountain Girl
And she then worked and rode and did it all~
Away up upon all those Snowy River Mountain trails
Up where the Snowy River mountain snow does fall~
I AND A LOT OF OTHERS KNOW THIS FOR A FACT ..
And I knew this woman when I was a young bloke.
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