Performer WAIFS THE

Fisherman’s Daughter – Waifs, The

I’m just your regular West Australian fisherman’s daughter I’m a middle class folk singing guitar playin’ girl I ain’t seen the world no I’ve not travelled far I’m saving

Sunflower Man – Waifs, The

You laid a sunflower on the case at my feet You blew a smile and you rolled right away People cheered on the day that I fell in love

Three Down – Waifs, The

But I’ve still got four more to go There’s a full moon and it’s rising over Austin I can see a big old Texas flag flying in the wind

Sweetness – Waifs, The

A good record and a smoke to pass time by Music gets me in the mood It all kicks in and I sit back And think about you Sweetness

Flesh And Blood – Waifs, The

Things I keep inside Places you will never see Hidden under lock and key Flesh and blood and skin and bone You’re looking from the outside in All you’ll

Highway One – Waifs, The

I got a place I do call mine I got me a space where I can breathe I got my garden I got my trees And if you’re ever

Up All Night – Waifs, The

Watched the sun sinking low Watched the moon rising slow Watched it move across the sky Till I saw the morning light Up all night Up all night Things

Since I’ve Been Around – Waifs, The

Looking at these things I’ve seen so many times before I take a deep breath, smile and kick a stone along the ground Been so long, since I’ve been

Brain Damage – Waifs, The

You won’t come; you say you’re staying at home It’s no shame; night and day we see each other anyway We’ve got to move, we’ve got to get away

London Still – Waifs, The

Accent on the phone When I call across the country When I call across the world I — see you in my kitchen I can picture you now As

Lighthouse – Waifs, The

Standing on that cold headland Shine your light across the sea For a wayward sailor girl like me Lighthouse man Guide this sailor back to land Steer my ship

Fourth Floor – Waifs, The

In a shallow window box She’s digging in the soil with a silver spoon Her hands inside rubber gloves Planting seeds pulling out weeds The cycle of life is

Nothing New – Waifs, The

And I’ll look real pretty for I don’t know who I’ll find my own way around this great big city And I’m gonna sit at a bar and I’ll

Billy Jones – Waifs, The

Just me and Billy Jones always hanging around He was a Mumma’s little boy, he was an only child His clothes were always neat and his hair carefully styled

Gillian – Waifs, The

You’ve done a hundred things before half past nine By the time most folk are up and gone You’ll be starting on one hundred and one There’s not enough

Take It In – Waifs, The

In her mind she’s still splashing round down on Cable Beach And her eyes, they are as rich and faraway as the sunset there She’s not taking in a

Waif Song – Waifs, The

We play our out of tune guitars Mother Nature keeps us safe Even when we’re off our face A waif is all I want to be Not better for