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Featherston's Finest
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Aglow in the Arrow
Tomorrow I go down to Otago Prospecting for flecks of yellow I'll stake me claim, as hundreds done same 'Langside the river Arrow
There's gold in them hills, I'm told, I'm told There's gold in them hills, I'm told I'll leave the North Isle, just for the meanwhile There's gold in them hills, I'm told
On shore a young boy from Ngati Mamoe Showed me how that river did flow All day I'd sift stones while the cold burnt me bones For the current draws straight from the snow
For it's cold in them waters, it's cold, it's cold It's cold in them waters, it's cold Too long in the river, brings rheumatic fever It's cold in them waters, it's cold
In the opium den of a Chinaman friend Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com A remedy was readied for me A cut of moonshine to help ease me spine On a substrate of milk pappy tea
For laudanum eases thy soul, thy soul For laudanum eases thy soul Me spirits so liftin', I return to siftin' Cos laudanum eases thy soul
With all me debts paid, small wealth had I made For seven hard years in a row I pine for Ngawi, no more gold dust for me Back homeward tomorrow I go
On opium, I spent me gold, me gold On opium, I spent me gold Nothing remains but backaches and pains On opium, I spent all me gold
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