Аккорды Slim Dusty - Lawson's Ghost

|| Chords relative to Capo 2.
|| Verses after the 2nd are spoken.

[Intro]
D

[Verse]
     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.

[Verse]
    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.

[Verse]
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.

[Verse]
   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.

[Verse]
   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

[Verse]
   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.

[Verse]
   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.

[Verse]
   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

[Verse]
    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

[Verse]
       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

[Verse]
       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

[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

[Verse]
    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

[Verse]
    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.