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Tales From The Sun

Till I Get Me Some Money

I’ll no doubt get in trouble for saying this but I really didn’t like living on the Upper North Shore of Sydney.  My family moved there when I was 14 and I never felt part of it, nor could I buy into the rigid secure lifestyle offered.  Fine for others but just not for me. 

This song is about my discomfort there. I worked as motorbike postman all over the area and I found that by day some of the good housewives of the UNS harassed and complained about me riding over their perfectly trimmed lawns to deliver their mail. However, during the evening, I received unrequited advances of overnight to permanent affection from their daughters who were destined to be, and in most cases became, “North Shore housewives” themselves.

I was drinking a lot in those days and a couple of minor warnings from various fine police constables came my way. Of course, the man in the liquor store kept taking my money but he almost always asked the question, “What happened to the two bottles (of Bourbon) I sold you yesterday?” He never seemed satisfied with the normal answer, “Drunk ‘em.”  Needless to say I received much wisdom and counsel about my drinking from well-meaning people but, as the bridge implies, I knew I would get over my libations once I got home, which I did.

“Home” to me then, was London. Although born in Sydney I spent my earliest awareness years there.  This influence often manifested itself in my feeling not as comfortably and proudly Australian as I do now, even living in the US.  The chorus is simply about saving up to go to London.

Till I Get Me Some Money © 1973, aidan nolan

The North Shore housewives won’t leave me alone for a minute,
They either want me thrown out or else they want me to be in it,
And sometimes I think I better run,
When I remember all the things I’ve done,
But then I guess I have to stay right here,
Till I get me some money!

Wait until I get me some money, when I get me some money,
I’m going home.
Wait until I get me some money, when I get me some money,
I’m going home.

Constable Jones says I’m not to hang around on the corner,
And I don’t see my body getting by on only bread and water,
And the man who runs the liquor store,
Says he don’t wish to see my face once more,
But there’s really nothing else to do,
Till I get me some money!

Wait until I get me some money, when I get me some money,
I’m going home.
Wait until I get me some money, when I get me some money,
I’m going home.

But I see the sunshine, come looking over my shoulder,
And I see the good times, before I get too much older, I

I’m tellin’ you, I’m just,
Waiting till I get me some money, when I get me some money,
I’m going home.
Wait until I get me some money, when I get me some money,
I’m going home.
Wait until I get me some money, when I get me some money,
I’m going home.

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