King Of Kalgoorlie - Slim Dusty

作曲：Slim Dusty/Tex Morton

One night I was strollin' the time

seemed to drag

I paused for a drink

from the bronze water bag

That old Paddy Hannan holds out

all the while

And I'll swear that he slipped me

a wink and a smile

Born on the breeze came the throb

of the mines

And up in the city

the mid nightly chimes

And the ghosts of the past

and Paddy and I

Delved in the realms of the days

long gone by

From all the world over

adventurers came

To gamble their lives

on the Nullarbor plain

They'd fight and they'd laugh

they'd love and they'd live

And they'd die as they saw

what the earth had to give

For how many times

has the story been told

On the fields they all knew

there are two kinds of gold

There's the gold that men die

for and struggle and strive

And the gold we call water

that keeps men alive

We can only imagine

their perils and fears

The hardships the heartaches

their triumphs and tears

Dame fortune was fickle

while many she spurned

She smiled upon others

some never returned

Today there are younger

strong hands at the reins

But the gallant old prospector

always remains

He's there in the sunset

the trees and the dust

His spirit is ours in his land our trust

Oh he's there sure enough

in the big school of mines

In the books in the children

those brave little vines

For the soul does not die as

it passes the years

And what braver men than

the old pioneers

So old Paddy Hannan

sits there on his throne

And dreams of the past

and the days he had known

The clothes that he wears

are not much for style

But who cares for that

on the old golden mile

Yes old Paddy Hannan

in sunshine or rain

Dwells in the street

which carries his name

His majesty watches out

there all alone

The King of Kalgoorlie

on his street corner throne