Lawsons Ghost

Capotraste na 2ª casa intro D [Verso 1] D G As i sat beside the campfire late last evening A7 D My old blue dog he lay close by of course G All was quiet except for bells and hobbles jingling A7 D And my horses fed along the water course. G D You know the way a campfire makes you drowsy E A7 As you sit alone and gaze into its glow D G I must have drifted off and started dreaming A7 D And how i wish that dream was really so. [Verso 2] D D7 Up to my fireside walked a weary swagman G E He said goodnight and dropped his bluey down A7 And from his water bag he filled his billy G A7 D And while it boiled, he squatted on the ground. [Verso 3] D D7 He filled his pipe and lit it from the fire G E And in the glow his face i plainly saw A7 A face with lines of care and eyes of sadness G A7 D And i wondered where i'd seen that face before. [Verso 4] D D7 He said his name was lawson, henry lawson G E Then reached inside his tucker bag for tea A7 And threw a handle full in his battered billy G A7 D And filled two mugs and handed one for me [Verso 5] D D7 He told that he'd had a spell from tramping G E Been resting a place called paradise A7 I said i’d never been there though i'd travelled G A7 D And seldom ever trod the same tracks twice. [Verso 6] D D7 He said he noticed that things had little altered G E From what they were a hundred years ago A7 He noticed precious water from the darling G A7 D Still wasted in the ocean far below. [Verso 7] D D7 He puffed his pipe a while and mumbled something G E That sounded like the storm that is to come A7 He spoke about the drought and desolation G A7 D Amazed that men of office still are dumb Interlude D G A7 D B7 [Verso 8] E E7 The curlews screeching overhead awoke me A F# I stirred the fire and put billy on B7 i just remembered then the old sundowner A B7 E But when i looked his swag, and he were gone [Verso 9] E E7 Was it really ghost that came to see me? A F# Or just a dream in my subconscious mind B7 Oh i'll never know the answer to that question A B7 E Until i’ve left this living world behind E E7 Then i thought about this lawson, henry lawson A F# And all at once it hit me with a rush B7 He was the man who made his name immortal A B7 E And immortalised this country in his verse E E7 He was the poet of the people, the common people A F# And he fought their cause with magic of his pen B7 And when sad alone and destitute he left us A B7 E He bore no ill to us, his fellow men E E7 And now an afterlife to laud his greatness A F# A lasting monument that’s carved in stone B7 Looks down upon some street where once he wondered A B7 E Hungry, sad and worst of all alone E E7 And from each 10-dollar bill that now is printed A F# There looks at us his only friendly dial B7 And he leans upon some haloed bar up yonder A B7 N.C. E I can almost see him smile, his quiet smile.