From the recording Poinciana Woman

Anne McCue’s atmospheric guitars and Larrakia elder Eddie Kitching’s haunting didge, provide a plaintive backdrop to a macabre tale that began with a monstrous act.
An age-old story from the Top End, the mythical Poinciana Woman was a beautiful young Aboriginal woman who was raped by soldiers, became pregnant and took her life near a Poinciana tree, as she couldn't return to her people.
The sun sinks into the ocean below the cliffs at East Point reserve, and the shadows of the Poinciana trees spread like dark talons over the road. Just as the curlew begins its eerie night song, the scream of a woman tears through the humid air. Out of the shadows she moves, black hair plastered to her face, her hands grasping for blood. Men's blood.

Credits:
Tracey Bunn – vocals
Anne McCue – acoustic and electric guitars
Lewis Parsons – Viola
Eddie Kitching – Didgeridoo
Richard Grass – Double Bass
Vincent Perry – Drums
Written and Produced by Tracey Bunn
Engineered by Lewis Parsons, CDU Studio Darwin NT, Australia
Mixed by Anne McCue, Flying Machine Nashville TN, USA and Robyn Payne, Melbourne VIC Australia
Mastered by Martin Pullan at Edensound Mixing and Mastering VIC, Australia

Lyrics

Poinciana Woman - Tracey Bunn 2024

With long black shiny tresses and coffee coloured skin
A tender smile of alabaster draws her victims in
A soft and haunting lullaby of a mothers love she sings
As she gathers up her silken scarlet gown to wrap you in

In the dead of night she wanders through the Poinciana grove
Mourning for her unborn child the wind carries her moans
Young and uncorrupted she was stolen from her home
And seed from drunken soldiers lust into her womb were sown

A dreadful shame to family, a cross she could not bare
An unwed woman full with child, not welcome anywhere
An outcast from society, no hope, full of despair
A Poinciana branch, a rope, two lives ended there

With long black shiny tresses and coffee coloured skin
A tender smile of alabaster draws her victims in
A soft and haunting lullaby of a mothers love she sings
As she gathers up her silken scarlet gown to wrap you in