Words & Music - Phil Garland
© Kiwi Music
Lets sing of Moonlight and Molyneux, Shotover River so cold,
Of Skippers and rugged Cromwell Gorge, of Clyde and Kawarau gold,
Of Clyde and Kawarau gold.
The diggers came from near at hand and far across the sea,
In search of gold and wealth untold, chasing the miners' dream,
Chasing the miners' dream.
Through rocky break and gully deep, they scrambled on their way,
'Til they found the river sands where the gold had lain for many
Had lain for many a day.
Though the land was tough and the going rough, they panned the
They left their names where they staked their claims all over Central's
All over Central's countryside.
The years have washed their claims away, there's nought but just
All else is past and gone it seems, save some tailing and a water
Save some tailings and a water race.
Seasons come and seasons go, the years have taken their toll,
Where heaps of rubble and stone remain, only sheep and rabbits still
Only sheep and rabbits still go.
Tinkers, Drybread and Bendigo, Macetown and Blackstone Hill,
They are no more, wealth beyond recall, but their memory is living
Their memory is living still.