Words and Music: Bill Scott
Bill Scott, folklorist, poet, and author of books for children, was born in Bundaberg, Australia in 1923. He worked at many trades, including cane cutter, steam engine driver, miner, and publisher before becoming a professional writer in 1974. (GB)
When I was a young man I followed the gold
Down in a mineshaft all muddy and cold
Deep in the dark with the flickering light
And nary a nugget to gladden me sight
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And it's way aye now I am old
The mornings were silver the sunsets were gold
When I was a young man I followed the sea
Cold wet and shivering often I'd be
Rocked in the rigging or rolled down below
Or sweating me soul out where the gulf traders go
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And it's way aye now I am old
The oceans were sapphires the beaches were gold
Now I'm an old man I sit in the sun
Thinking and dreaming of the things that I've done
Remembering laughter forgetting the pain
And I'd go out and do it all over again
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And it's way aye lift it along
What good is your life if it isn't a song
Old Man's Song is recorded on the album Harbors of Home and is in the songbook Hey Rain!