Bob Ellis (born 1942, Lismore, New South Wales) is an Australian writer, journalist, film-maker and political commentator. He was a student at the University of Sydney at the same time as other notable Australians including Clive James, Germaine Greer, Les Murray, John Bell, Ken Horler, and Mungo McCallum. He lives in Sydney with the author and screenwriter Anne Brooksbank; they have three children.
Ellis was a regular contributor to the Nation Review in the 1970s and subsequently contributed to Fairfax Media newspapers and National Times
His writing for the stage includes The Legend of King O'Malley (a 1970 musical play based on the life of King O'Malley (with co-author Michael Boddy), The James Dossier (a 1975 musical play based on the life of Francis James), Down Under (with co-author Anne Brooksbank) and A Local Man, a 2006 play about Australian Prime Minister Ben Chifley (with co-author Robin McLachlan). From 1975-85 Ellis and his wife also owned the Stables Theatre in Kings Cross, Sydney, during which time it became home to the Griffin Theatre Company.
Peter Lindsay Weir, AM (born 21 August 1944) is an Australian film director. After playing a leading role in the Australian New Wave cinema with his films such as Picnic at Hanging Rock, The Last Wave and Gallipoli, Weir directed a diverse group of American and international films—many of them major box office hits—including the Academy Award nominees Witness, Dead Poets Society, Green Card, The Truman Show and Master and Commander.
Weir was born in Sydney, the son of Peggy (née Barnsley) and Lindsay Weir, a real estate agent. Weir attended The Scots College and Vaucluse Boys' High School before studying art and law at the University of Sydney. His interest in film was sparked by his meeting with fellow students, including Phillip Noyce and the future members of the Sydney filmmaking collective Ubu Films.
After leaving university in the mid-1960s he joined Sydney television station ATN-7, where he worked as a production assistant on the groundbreaking satirical comedy program The Mavis Bramston Show. During this period, using station facilities, he made his first two experimental short films, Count Vim's Last Exercise and The Life and Flight of Reverend Buckshotte.
An estate agent is a person or business that arranges the selling, renting or management of properties, and other buildings, in the United Kingdom and Ireland. An agent that specialises in renting is often called a letting or management agent. Estate agents are mainly engaged in the marketing of property available for sale and a solicitor or licensed conveyancer is used to prepare the legal documents. In Scotland, however, many solicitors also act as estate agents, a practice that is rare in England and Wales.
It is customary in the United Kingdom and in Ireland to refer to real estate or real property simply as property.
The estate agent remains the current title for the person responsible for the management of one group of privately owned, all or mostly tenanted, properties under one ownership. Alternative titles are Factor, Steward or Bailiff depending on the era, the region and the extent of the property concerned.
The term originally referred to a person responsible for managing a landed estate, while those engaged in the buying and selling of homes were "House Agents", and those selling land were "Land Agents". However, in the 20th century, "Estate Agent" started to be used as a generic term, perhaps because it was thought to sound more impressive. Estate agent is roughly synonymous in the United States with the term real estate broker.
Meet Sam, the wonder man. He's got madness in his closet, everybody in trouble, the police in circles - and the world in his pocket.
A magical, musical, heartwarming story of friendship and courage.
Sam: Inside your head you can build...::Mark: A skyscraper::Sam: Aye... a palace. A what?::Mark: An apple.::Sam: An orange.::Mark: A steamboat.::Sam: The lot. If you think with your eyeballs and forget all that rot from teachers and fathers and mothers and cops. That is *private*. It's *yours*.
When it’s sugar cane time,
‘Long around about June
I’ll be walking with Sugar
‘Neath that old Sugar Moon.
Gonna drop her a line,
To expect me soon,
Say I’m cravin’ some sugar
'Neath that old Sugar Moon.
I can see her right now,
She’ll get the calendar down,
And put a circle around,
The date we’re altar bound.
When it’s sugar cane time,
‘Long around about June,
Wedding bells will be chiming
‘Neath that old Sugar Moon.
When the Sugar Moon Shines
‘Long around about June,
I’ll be walking with Sugar,
‘Neath that old Sugar Moon.
All the kisses I’ve missed
I’ll be getting soon
Sugar kisses from Sugar
‘Neath that old Sugar Moon,
Oh, I’m dreamin’ sweet dreams
Of all the lovin’ I’ll get
When I get back to my pet,
Oh, lawdy, how I’ll fret,
Till it’s sugar cane time,
‘Long around about June
And I’m walking with Sugar
Can’t go home if you’re goin’ by the mill
Cause the bridge’s washed out at the bottom of the hill
Big Creek’s up and Little Creek’s level
Plow my corn with a double shovel.
Stay all night, stay a little longer
Dance all night, dance a little longer
Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner
Don’t see why you can’t stay a little longer.
Sittin’ in the window singin’ to my love
Slop bucket fell from the window up above
Mule and the grasshopper eatin’ ice cream
Mule got sick so they laid him on the green.
Stay all night, stay a little longer
Dance all night, dance a little longer
Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner
Don’t see why you can’t stay a little longer.
Well, you ought to see my blue eyed Sally
She lives away down on Shinbone Alley
The number on the gate, the number on the door
The next house over is the grocery store.
Stay all night, stay a little longer
Dance all night, dance a little longer
Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner
Don’t see why you can’t stay a little longer.
Stay all night, stay a little longer
Dance all night, dance a little longer
Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner
Don’t see why you can’t stay a little longer.
Deep within my heart, lies a melody
a song of old San Antone.
Where in dreams I live with a memory
beneath the stars all alone.
It was there I found, beside the Alamo
enchantment strange as the blue up above
a moonlit pass that only she would know.
Still hears my broken song of love
Moon in all your splendor
Know only my heart
Call back my rose, Rose of San Antone
Lips so sweet and tender
Like petals fallin' apart
Speak once again of my love, my own
Broken song, empty words I know
That live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit path beside the Alamo
I've got a gal and you've got none, li'l Liza Jane.
Ive got a gal that calls me "hun", li'l Liza Jane.
Oh Eliza, li'l Liza Jane (4x)
Liza Jane done come to me...
We're as happy as we can be...
Oh Eliza, li'l Liza Jane (4x)
Come my love and live with me...
I will take good care of thee...
Oh Eliza, li'l Liza Jane (4x)
House and a lot in Baltimore...
Lots of children running out the door...
Oh Eliza, li'l Liza Jane (4x)
I've got a gal and you've got none...
I've got a gal that calls me "hun"...
[G] ROLY POLY, [C] eatin' corn n' [G] 'taters
Hungry ev'ry minute of the [D] day
[G] ROLY POLY, [C] gnawin' on a [G] biscuit
Long as he can [D] chew it, it's [G] OK.
[C] He can eat an apple pie
An' [G] never even bat an eye
[A] He likes everything from [A7]soup to [D] hay
[G] ROLY POLY, [C] daddy's little [G] fattie
Bet he's gonna [D] be a man some-[G] day.
ROLY POLY, scrambled eggs for breakfast
Bread n' jelly twenty times a day
ROLY POLY, eats a hardy dinner
It takes lots of strength to run and play.
Pulls up weeds and does the chores
And he runs both ways to all the stores
He works up an appetite that way
ROLY POLY, daddy's little fattie
E7 A7
Right or Wrong, I'll always love you.
D7 G
Though you're gone, I can't forget.
Right or wrong, I'll keep on dreaming,
A7 D7
Though I'll live with that same old regret.
E7 A7
All along I knew I'd lose you,
D7 B7
Still I prayed that you'd be true.
E7 A7
In your heart, please just remember:
G D7 G
Deep within my heart lies a melody
A song of old San Antone
Where in dreams I live with a memory
Beneath the stars all alone
It was there I found beside the Alamo
Enchantment strange as the blue, up above
A moonlit path that only she would know
Still hears my broken song of love
Moon in all your splendor knows only my heart
Call back my Rose, Rose of San Antone
Lips so sweet and tender like petals fallin' apart
Speak once again of my love, my own
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
And Rose, my Rose of San Antone
My window faces the south I'm almost halfway to heaven
Oh the snow is fallin' still I can see fields of cotton
just a smilin' back at me
My window faces the south and though I am far from that
Swanee
I'm never frownin' or down in the mouth my window faces
the South
[ steel - guitar ]
My window faces the south...
As I hear the Mocking birds, I remember the words
When you said, that forever you'd love me
Now happiness is gone, memories linger on
From the chains of our love, I set you free
Sweet as the morning, smile like the sunshine
Ours was a love no words could tell
I love you, oh how I miss you
Won't you come back, Lily Dale
Since we have said good bye, I'm so blue, I could cry
Happiness is a thing called the past
Days without you, make my nights, oh, so blue
And always in my heart, our love will last
Sweet as the morning, smile like the sunshine
Ours was a love no words could tell
I love you, oh how I miss you
Won't you come back, Lily Dale
I've got a new road under my wheels
In my heart there's a new little song
My blues and my worries are over
From now on I'm drivin' alone
Well, there's a new day comin' tomorrow
Everyday is a good day for me
Yesterday took my heartache and sorrow
Today from the past I'm free
Well, I lost my world when I lost all my women
Like a kid I can just run and play
Now I can make up all my hard times and wake up
In a new world everyday
I've got a new road under my wheels
In my heart there's a new little song
I'm livin' and still not forgivin'
From now on I'm drivin' alone
Yeah, I lost my world when I lost all my women
Like a kid I can just run and play
Now I can make up all my hard times and wake up
In a new world everyday
I've got a new road under my wheels
In my heart there's a new little song
I'm livin' and still not forgivin'
I betcha my heart I love you
That's what I [Incomprehensible]
Woke up one mornin' so early
Remembered your hair was curly
I rolled over and then I dreamed of you again
I betcha my heart I love you
Out of this world I betcha
Started that day I metcha
When you're close to me it's just like TNT
I betcha my heart I love you
I betcha my heart I love you
I betcha my dreams I love you
That's why I sing so loud
As I look at the letters that you wrote to me
It's you that I’m thinking of
As I read the lines that to me were so sweet
I remember our faded love
I miss you darlin' more and more everyday
As heaven would miss the stars above
With every heartbeat, I still think of you
And remember our faded love
As I think of the past, all the pleasures that we had
As I watch the mating of the doves
It was in the springtime that you said goodbye
I remember our faded love
I miss you darlin' more and more everyday
As heaven would miss the stars above
With every heartbeat, I still think of you
I'm - drifting into Deep Water
I'm starting to care for you
You're getting me in Deep Water
Be careful what you do.
You want a romance, but I'm seekin' love
I know I'll regret it when it ends
I'm - windin' up in Deep Water
Why can't we just be friends.
It's - restless in this Deep Water
I'm lost between right and wrong
My love is true as Deep Water
Your love won't last as long.
Where will it lead me and where will it end
I can't help but wish I only knew
I'm - windin' up in Deep Water
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I'ld been married long time ago
Where did you come from where did you go
Where did you come from Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been...
If it hadn't been...
If it hadn't been...
He came to town like a midwinter storm
He rode through the fields so hansome and strong
His eyes was his tools and his smile was his gun
But all he had come for was having some fun
If it hadn't been...
If it hadn't been...
He brought disaster wherever he went
The hearts of the girls was to hell broken sent
They all ran away so nobody would know
and left only men cause of Cotton-Eye Joe
If it hadn't been...
If it had't been...
If it hadn't been...
If it hadn't been...
Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
Who sang a sort of Indian "Hi-de-ho"
To the people passin' by
The pinto spent his time a-swishin' flies
And the Navajo watched the lazy skies
And very rarely did they ever rest their eyes
On the people passin' by
One day, they went a walkin'
along the railroad track
They were swishin' not a-lookin'
Ah-ha!, they never came back
Across the alley from the Alamo
When the summer sun decides to settle low
A fly sings an Indian "Hi-de-ho"
To the people passing by
One day, they went a walkin'
along the railroad track
They were swishin' not a-lookin'
They never came back
Across the alley from the Alamo
When the summer sun decides to settle low
A fly sings an Indian "Hi-de-ho"
I'm a roaming cowboy riding all day longG7 CTumbleweeds
around me sing their lonely songF CNights underneath a
prairie moonD7 GI ride alone and sing a tune FSee them
tumbling downEPledging their love to the groundF CLonely
but free I'll be foundG7 CDrifting along with the
tumbling tumbleweeds FCares of the past are
behindENowhere to go but I'll findF CJust where the trail
will windG7 CDrifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds
Dm7 G7 C Am B7 EmI know when night has gone that a new
world's born at dawnFI'll keep rolling alongEDeep in my
heart is a songF CHere on the range I belongG7 C Drifting
Oh, if you've ever seen that ole Mississippi
The queen of the delta land
Then you'll understand why I've got the blues for Dixie
If you've ever been to Tennessee when
Those old cotton fields were white in pale moon light
Then you've had the blues for Dixie
If you've seen the glamor of an Alabama moon shinin' in the sky
If you've got a baby in Birmingham
Maybe you'll know the reason why
That I'm gonna be blue till I'm on that choo-choo
Headin' south again, there goes that train
Faded Love
John Wills and Bob Wills
(words by Billy Jack Wills)
Made famous by Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys
Recorded by many artists, Elvis, Patsy Cline, Ray Price, Johnny
Rodrigues, Willie Nelson and a host of others.
As I look at the letters that you wrote to me
It's you that I am thinking of
As I read the lines that to me were so sweet
I remember our faded love
I miss you darling more and more every day
As heaven would miss the stars above
With every heartbeat I still think of you
And remember our faded love
As I think of the past and all the pleasures we had
As I watch the mating of the dove
It was in the springtime when you said goodbye
I remember our faded love
I miss you darling more and more every day
As heaven would miss the stars above
With every heartbeat I still think of you
And remember our faded love