Farewell to the Gold
(Paul Metzers)

Shotover River, your gold it is waning
And it's years since the color I've seen
No use just sitting, Lady Luck blaming
I'll pack up and make a break clean

cho: Farewell to the gold that never I found,
Goodbye to the nuggets that somewhere abound;
For it's only when dreaming that I see you gleaming
Down in the dark deep underground

It's nearly three years since I left my old mother
For adventure and gold by the pound
With Jimmy the prospector, he was another,
For the hills of Otago we were bound

cho:
We worked the Cardrona's dry valley all over
Old Jimmy Williams and me
They were panning good dust on the winding shotover
So we headed down there just to see

cho:

We sluiced and we cradled for day after day
Barely making enough to get by;
Then a terrible flood swept poor Jimmy away
During six stormy days in July

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