SlimDustyTribute

Tribute to a great Australian

SLIM DUSTY

Sadly passed away after a couragous battle with cancer
September 19th, 2003, aged 76

DAVID GORDON KIRKPATRICK

Slim made himself internationally famous with his smash hit in 1957 of the Pub With No Beer. This was the first time any Australian had made it into the charts in England.
It earned Slim the first gold logie of his illustrious and very lengthy career in the entertainment industry.
Slim became the most respected of true blue entertainers in the land. His great love of the land and the people was evident at all times. He was accepted everywhere, on every level of the social scale. His energy in touring was to be marvelled at, with a man of his advancing years and illness.

He loved nothing better than to be on the road, travelling to the small outback communities, towns and cities.
In his lifetime he recorded over 100 albums, receiving accolades and awards as he went.
He was working on his 106th album at the time of his death.

His career spanned almost 60 years, and so respected was he, that on his death, his beloved country, Australia, awarded him one last honour, a State Funeral.

Born in Kempsey, New South Wales, on February 25th
1927
Not ever having the opportunity to meet the man in person, this is what Slim Dusty became known to me as:-
A man of ideals, of passion for his country and his culture. A man who could stand side by side with any person in the world and not feel out of place. A true gentleman and a very loving family man with high family values.

He was the epitomy of what most Australians consider to be 'true blue'.
I chose the song of G'day G'day, as the backgrund music to this page, as it is one of my favourites, I do hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
I am including the written words, as there are many people from overseas who just wouldn't have a 'clue' what on earth he's talking about...and probably will struggle with the meaning of some words, even though they are written down here LOL

G'DAY, G'DAY

G'day, G'day,      how yer goin'?
Whadya know?   Well, strike a light!
G'day, G'day,        and how yer goin'?
Just say g'day, g'day, g'day and you'll be right.

Isn't it great,       to be an Aussie,
takin' a walk        along the street,
lookin' in shops,      or buyin' a paper,
stoppin' and havin' a yarn with people that you meet.
Down at the pub,      or at a party, whenever you're stuck
for what to say,
if you want to be dinky-di, why don't you give it a try,
look 'em right in the eye, and say "G'day".

G'day, G'day,      how yer goin'?
Whadya know?   Well, strike a light!
G'day, G'day,        and how yer goin'?
Just say g'day, g'day, g'day and you'll be right.

Now, when Italians meet, they all go crazy,
the folks all like to hug each other, too.
The Yanks invented "Hi!" and "see ya later",
while the Pommie will shake your hand and say, "How do you do?"
Now, watch out for a Frenchman, or he'll kiss you,
the Spaniards go for "Hola!" and "Ole!"
But in the land of the cockatoo, cork hats and the didgeridoo,
when you meet an Aussie, ten-to-one, here's what he'll say :

G'day, G'day,      how yer goin'?
Whadya know?   Well, strike a light!
G'day, G'day,   and how yer goin'?
Just say g'day, g'day, g'day and you'll be right.

It's a greeting that you'll hear across Australia, from Geraldton to Gove and Gundagai.
It's as dinkum as the dingo and the dahlia,
and you spell it with a "G" apostrophe, a "D.A.Y."

G'day, G'day,      how yer goin'?
Whadya know?   Well, strike a light!
G'day, G'day,    and how yer goin'?
Just say g'day, g'day, g'day
and you'll be right.

G'day, G'day,      how yer goin'?
Whadya know?   Well, strike a light!
G'day, G'day,        and how yer goin'?
Just say g'day, g'day, g'day -
just say g'day, g'day, g'day and she'll be right.