And so we see a stream of outstanding country music talents from Down Under. Keith Urban is perhaps the most recent of these, but he's by no means alone. Sherrié Austin is a singer/actress who brings an authentic Scots-Irish sound that is right at home on the airwaves on these shores. She does a simply outstanding rendition of the song made famous by the late, great Dusty Springfield. That Sheila can sing some down home country, fair dinkum.
Son Of A Preacher Man (songwriters: John Hurley, Ronnie Wilkins)
Billy-Ray was a preacher's son
And when his daddy would visit he'd come along
When they gathered round and started talkin'
That's when Billy would take me walkin'
A-through the backyard we'd go walkin'
Then he'd look into my eyes
Lord knows to my surprise
The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was
Ooh, yes he was
Being good isn't always easy
No matter how hard I try
When he started sweet-talkin' to me
He'd come and tell me everything is all right
He'd kiss and tell me everything is all right
Can I get away again tonight?
The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was
(Ooh...) Lord knows he was
Yes he was
How well I remember
The look that was in his eyes
Stealin' kisses from me on the sly
Takin' time to make time
Tellin' me that he's all mine
Learnin' from each other's knowing
Lookin' to see how much we've grown
And the only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was, he was
Ooh, yes he was
The only one who could ever reach me
He was the sweet-talking son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
I kissed the son of a preacher man
The only one who could ever move me
The sweet-lovin' son of a preacher man
The only one who could ever groove me
Ahh, ooh, ahh....
* Australians will proudly explain why their race is superior to the POMMs - Prisoners Of Mother England. You see, their ancestors were selected by the finest magistrates in the British Kingdom.
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I remember back in the 97-98 time frame, Sherrie Austin had a few songs get some minor air time. I bought two of her CD's(back before you could cherry pick songs) and felt I had gotten my money's worth.
It always amazes me how Nashville deems some folks worth of success, and others not worthy. One would have thought that a dynamite looking little brunette who had some genuine twang in her voice would have had a better(well, bigger) career than Shania Twain.
For my money Sherrie was just as fun to look at, and a better singer.
Keith Urban
I suppose I shouldn't tell you what Sabra said the first time we heard the original (Radney Foster's) version of "Raining on Sunday"... ;-)
Keith Urban
I suppose I shouldn't tell you what Sabra said the first time we heard the original (Radney Foster's) version of "Raining on Sunday"... ;-)
Keith Urban
I suppose I shouldn't tell you what Sabra said the first time we heard the original (Radney Foster's) version of "Raining on Sunday"... ;-)
Yikes. Need to watch that posting finger.
Pretty good. Be better without the '80s hair band snare, but pretty good all the same.
DAMN that is a nice version!
Aussie country is *awesome*. :)
A friend of mine comes from over that way. Now I need to find those CDs she gave me. Here's the one I remember -
"She's my Ute"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ASxYsC4dO1I
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