Name: Flowers on a Friday
Duration: 4 min 41 s
Channel: Merv Webster
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Flowers on a Friday

Bush Balladeer

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Bush Balladeer

Australian Bush Poet and Balladeer

The particular style of music I enjoy playing is The Australian Bush Ballad pick and strum style championed by Slim Dusty and Stan Coster. The ballad style of lyrics shares the culture and the characters of my country. I am a member of the Australian Bush Balladeers. http://bushballadeers.com.au/bushpoet.htm I am also a bush Poet and a member of The Australian Bush Poets Association who define bush poetry as rhyming verse with regular metre and true rhyme about Australia, its people, places, things and way of life. http://www.abpa.org.au/

Song Info

Genre

Country • Traditional Country

Charts

Peak #27

Peak in subgenre #5

Author

Merv Webster

Rights

Merv Webster

Uploaded

March 13, 2008

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MP3

MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 4:41

Story behind the song

We lose so many fine young cowboys each year as they live out their dream. My tribute to them.

Lyrics

FLOWERS ON A FRIDAY

It was bucking bulls and cowboy busting broncos
and the challenge that accompanied each ride
that consumed the heart and mind of my young cowboy
and this fact my Buddy never tried to hide. 
I recall the time we met in Kelly’s diner
he was busted up and feeling rather sore,
but the cheque that paid the tab that I presented
seemed to him to somehow even up the score.

He had eaten there that week and got acquainted,
and I somehow got to know this cowboy’s mind
while the flowers that he gave me on that Friday
surely showed beside his toughness, he was kind.
We were married in the summer six months later,
on a Friday I recall so very well,
because Fridays he would always buy me flowers
and then go and ride those bulls and broncs from hell.

Chorus
Buddy always bought me flowers on a Friday
as he knew I feared the rides that lay ahead
but my man his heart and soul was in his riding 
and my heart felt for this cowboy that I’d wed. 
and my heart felt for this cowboy that I’d wed.

All our friends had shared that special evening with us
and we raged and partied well into the night,
Then we slipped away to share the morning hours, 
til the dawn rose and revealed its splendid light.
We both showered and had breakfast at the roadhouse
laughed and shared the joy that comes with wedded bliss, 
but I sensed a certain tiredness in my Buddy
and I prayed he’d give the ride that day a miss.

Buddy drew the brindle bombshell riders hated
and that beast exploded when it left the chute,
Twisting left then right and suddenly it stumbled
and my Buddy he was crushed by that great brute.
When it came to say goodbye to my sweet lover
there was one thing that I vowed I’d always do 
I would always bring him flowers on a Friday
and I’d tell his child about his father too.
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Chorus
Bud I’ll always bring you flowers on a Friday
That’s the one thing that I vow I’ll always do.
Cause you always brought me flowers on a Friday
and your child will always bring you flowers too. 
and your child will always bring you flowers too.
Bud I’ll always bring you flowers on a Friday
and your child will always bring you flowers too.


© Bush Poet and Ballad Writer -Merv Webster