John Williamson - Woman On The Land lyrics

Shes my mother, she's my aunty, she is many that I've known The backbone of the bush, where country kids have grown She's raised and she's nurtured those children of her own While her man does his battles on the land And he comes in from the shearing, still aching in the back The kids are finally tucked away, her days are never slack But she makes it look so easy, as she cooks him up a storm That unselfish, unsung hero of the land She's keeping books, she's nursing, raising money for the town She's the last one standing, when all is falling down Ferocious as a tiger to defend her little clan My hero the woman on the land So I propose a toast, to the mothers that we know Proud to be the better half, who really run the show And if you shed a tear boys, I will understand To our hero the woman on the land Instrumental And he comes in from the harvest, a disappointing yield He's tired and he's dusty, twelve hours in the field And although her day's been difficult, she greets him with a smile That unselfish, unsung hero of the land So I propose a toast, to the mothers that we know Proud to be the better half, who really run the show And if you shed a tear boys, I will understand To our hero the woman on the land To our hero, the woman on the land