Emma Bosworth

Singer Songwriter

Roma with Tash

Posted by on Nov 1, 2016

Roma with Tash
Me, Tash and Bailey in Roma

Me, Tash and Bailey in Roma

I was lucky enough to meet Tash and her son Bailey when we were out in Roma for The Soldiers Wife project. We met in the Bungil Cultural Centre where us girls were performing that night. I remember feeling Tash’s nervousness and eagerness to share the immense amount of love and loss she feels for her Dad, Graham who had recently passed.  Tash’s father Graham, her father in law, and husband all serve or served our country. Tash’s husband Brad has served in Iraq, Timor, Afghanastan and when Bailey was four (he is now 10), Brad spent 14 months in England and Afghanastan. Tash remembers scary phone calls where the phone lines would go dead, or she could hear bombings in the distance. She would constantly imagine two soldiers knocking on her door with bad news. This way of life is inbedded in Tash, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. She is proud of these men in her life and what they do for our country, and when I asked Bailey what he wanted to do after he left school, he said he wanted to follow in his family’s footsteps, to “protect our country”.
As a songwriter, it can be difficult to pin point a story line when these women have so many stories to tell. We could write a whole album on one woman if we had the opportunity and that was certainly true for Tash. For this song, I chose to adapt a poem that Tash had written for her Dad, a proud Vietnam Veteran who loved the mate-ship of the service and would “never leave a brother behind”. I added the chorus “Daddy-O” as it’s what Tash had tattooed on her in memory of Graham. I’m still in contact with Tash, and can’t wait until she hears this song.  I hope I have given her and her family (and the poem) just with this song.

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Tash's original poem

Brothers, mates boys and men
In their slouch hats no telling when it’ll end
They choked on the trail dust
They slept in the rain
True heroes were born through pain

Oh Daddy-O how we loved you so

The sounds of helicopters, and gunfire
Still echoes in their mind
That one generation that transformed our nation
They put their lives on the line

Oh Daddy-O how we loved you so

From ’62 to ’72
61,000 men and women fought through those wards
From ’62 to ’72

Us girls, we headed to Roma
In a 12-seater, down the Warrego
I met Tash, and her son Bailey
And this is a song about her Pa

Oh Daddy-O how we loved you so


Tickets to the Friday 11th November show at The Old Museum, available here.