āBlue smoke goes drifting by into the deep blue sky
And when I think of home I sadly sigh
Oh I can see you there with loving tears in your eyes
As we fondly said our last goodbyes.
And as I sailed away with a longing to stay
I promised Iād be true and to love only you
Blue smoke goes drifting by into the deep blue sky
My memories of home will never die. ā
White gold, straight masterpiece
I am woman
From our smart cousins across the Tasman See - a moving cover of
Helen Reddy's I Am Woman.