Ghosts Of The Golden Mile

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On the west Australian goldfields down Kalgoorlie

Streets so wide

I walked one night and felt as though the past was by

My side

The city lights were fading and as I stood awhile

A thousand candles seemed to shine across the golden

Mile

The clutter of a thousand tents before me on the field

Picks and shovels laid around that worked the golden

Yield

And diggers passed before me in a moving shifting file

Their faces turned towards me ghosts of the golden mile

And someone stood beside me and he watched the moving

Throng

He said it's getting crowded here I think I'll move

Along

His beard was grey and dusty on his face was not a

Smile

Paddy Hannan was a quiet man, he opened the golden mile

And then I watched a camel team come swaying down the

Track

With precious loads of water casks strapped across

Their backs

The Afghan targ Mahommad told of new strikes all the

While

His turban such a friendly sight along the golden mile

Oh I wish those men could see again these busy streets

Today

And hear the giant crushers as the mine works roar away

Kalgoorlie speaks of history and it keeps their

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