Slim Dusty - By a Fire of Gidgee Coal lyrics

rate me

By a warm electric heater

In a softly padded chair

In a lounge room brightly lighted

By a glowing chandelier

Since my early days of drovin'

The years have taken toll

But I somehow miss my swag wrap

By a fire of Gidgee coal

When I wake from sleep each morning

And ring the bedside bell

The maid brings in my breakfast

And she fills my pipe as well

There are cakes and sweetened coffee

On a tray of sparkling gold

But I miss black tea and damper

By a fire of Gidgee coal

I'm driven out each evening

By a chauffeur spruce and neat

Through the flowered parks and gardens

And the crowded city streets

But I drift back through the ages

While the big car softly rolls

To a stock route and a wagonette

And a fire of Gidgee coal

I attend all social parties

In the rich parts of town

Drinking wine from fancy glasses

As the waiters go their rounds

But I'd rather share a bottle

With those drovin' mates of old

In a pair of dusty moleskins

By a fire of Gidgee coal.

In a pair of dusty moleskins

By a fire of Gidgee coal.

[From his album: "The Very Best of Slim Dusty"

Contributed: Marten Busstra 2009]