Farewell To The Gold

(Paul Metsers)

live in concert, Stanbaugh Auditorium, Youngstown OH - 2.nov.1992  

Shotover River, your gold it is waning
And it's years since the color I've seen
Ain't no use just sittin', Lady Luck blamin'
I'll pack up and make a break clean.

Farewell to the gold never I found
Farewell to the nuggets somewhere abound
It's only when dreamin' that I see you gleamin'
Down in the dark deep underground.

It's nearly two years since I left my dear mother
For adventure an' gold by the pound
An' Jimmy the prospector, he was another
For the hills of Otago we were bound.

Farewell to the gold never I found
Farewell to the nuggets somewhere abound
For it's only when dreamin' that I see you gleamin'
Down in the dark deep underground.

We worked the Cardrona's dry valley all over
Old Jimmy Williams an' me
They were pannin' good dust on the windin' Shotover
So we headed down there just to see.

Farewell to the gold never I found
Farewell to the nuggets somewhere abound
For it's only when dreamin' I see you gleamin'
Down in the dark deep underground.

We sluiced an' we cradled day after day
Hardly enough to get by (???)
Then a terrible flood swept poor Jimmy away
During six stormy days in July.

Farewell to the gold never I found
Farewell to the nuggets somewhere abound
An' it's only when dreamin' I see you gleamin'
Down in the dark deep underground.

Farewell to the gold never I found
Farewell to the nuggets somewhere abound
For it's only when dreamin' I see you gleamin'
Down in the dark deep underground.