D Em7 C D Shotover River, your gold it is waning C(add9) D G D And it's years since the color I've seen. D Em7 C D No use just sitting, Lady Luck blaming C(add9) D G C/g G I'll pack up and make a break clean.
D Dsus4 D G D Farewell to the gold that never I found, D Dsus4 D G D Goodbye to the nuggets that somewhere abound; G C G D For it's only when dreaming that I see you gleaming C D G 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.
Farewell . . .
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.
Farewell . . .
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.
Farewell . . .