Released 19th September 2014 in celebration of Women's Vote Day in NZ (1893 in NZ). A four year project researching the lives of women in NZ in the 1800s and turning their stories into songs. The album of musical tracks is partnered by a book that has the show album including the musical tracks inside - includes the research behind the songs, images, lyrics of the show including the songs and tales on the road.
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In the distance you’d think she was fourteen,
Four foot and slight, yea a biddy of a child.
But face to face the furrows and the wrinkles come clear
With her iron grey hair and those washed out blue eyes
Little Biddy took a puff on her pipe,
Sending clouds up the chimney as she sat by the fire
I hope you don’t mind me smoking miss
I’ve got secrets to tell and I’m ready to confess
There were three of us together – two men and myself
Travelled from Australia following this trail of gold
At the head of Buller River we worked like dredging machines,
Scooping and cradling, panning the golden sand.
Oh it was a hard, rough life for a woman
Water to your hips and the days are all too long
But we made enough for a livin’
Keeping tucker in our mouths whilst the rest we spent on booze.
When my first man died in that hospital
I cried so much at the thought of losing him
Well the second, he was quite another
He got sick and loafed around and I had to find gold by myself.
Oh it was a hard, rough life for a woman....
Here ended her confession and I bid goodbye
To that pipe and her thoughts
I still see that washed out expression
With those far away blue eyes still searching for gold.