"Newcastle Saturday Morning Tasman Jewell" genre: Reggae
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	Come and see the radiant bejewelled Tasman Jewell's azure beauty and see why this song exists.
	CD: Tasman Jewell   Label: Kieran Egan Credits: Kieran Egan all instruments
	Story Behind the Song The HUnter Region and Newcastle are sleeping beauties waiting to be unearthed. Lyrics Newcastle Saturday Morning Saturday morning, feeling good, Take trip down to the foreshore Saturday morning, work’s all done Take a walk right round the foreshore. Sky is blue it sees you thru’ To a small cafe Glass or two of golden wine And a café latte. Saturday morning feeling good Hunt a bargain in the city Saturday evening strolling round Golden lighted foreshore. Take a glass or two of golden wine In a small café Take a walk on by the Customs House Listen to music all day Saturday morning feeling good Take a trip into the city Saturday evening lights are blue, Ripplets on black water. Cathedral bells ring peace and love, Some couple’s happy day Fountains fanfare Morton Figs, Wish them on their way. Golden glow, Prince Edward Park. Flowerbeds, ocean blue Lining the coast with cargo free Brown black tankers queue. Taking black gold out from her To countries far away Snorkelling in her seaside baths Schools of fish they play. Take stroll right past Nobby’s Beach Right out to crashing breakers Port Stephens’s vista sea white haze Beckons come and visit her. Brewery’s rockin’ world music While Stockton ferry sachets Amber ale is drinking smooth Infectious rhythm, dancers. Scratchley’s guns watch out to sea Ward off lethal vessels Stories told inside her walls How merchant ships were crippled. Hallowed halls of Grammar School Weathered ancient sandstone Steel once her heart on Kooragang Liquid furnace blasting. Tasman jewell shining bright A sleeping beauty waiting Finest wines in valley green Hunter Valley gardens. Lake Macquarie glistens white Sailing smoothly over Aqua gush from Swansea pours Golden sandbar roars. Take a walk on down old Beaumont Street Taste many races’ fare Kofta, Balkan, Irish stew Sweet odour fills the air. Saturday morning, feeling good, Sail a yacht out on Macquarie Saturday evening, work’s all done Pitch-black evening starry. Baby whale and mother too Breach and play all day Crowds of locals Watch in awe To see them on their way. Honeysuckle markets gleam Produce fresh and quaint Every product under the sun Displayed in vast array. Wattagan state forest falls Deep moist green walk gladed Wringing heatwave find respite In Wollombi pine shaded Sunday morning feeling good Take a drive into the valley Vineyard hills roll calmly by Stop dine view the galleries Honeymoon on Grapeview hill Still green view on peppers Sculpture gardens, silks earth craft, Great horses here are fettered. Crimson Shiraz, cabernet, Ruby merlot mellows, Many cultures’ gardens beam, Crystal fountains cellos. Kieran Egan 2003

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