Axe Mark On A Gidgee

A# F# A# A# With horse bells to keep me company and the waters to flow near me, F Just an axe mark on a gidgee, I don't want no fancy grave, Somewhere out there on the Cooper, there's a quiet spot near the nine mile, A# A#7 Where the ringers go each muster, when the gidgee blossoms wave. D# Let the wild horse and the clean skin and the brown bee in the clover, F Let the wood duck and the emu, all bear witness to my tomb, Near that quiet spot at the nine mile make an axe mark on a gidgee, A# Let my shrine be always centred, by the western gidgee blooms. A# F A# A# Make an axe mark on a gidgee, I've no wish for marble headstones, F I've no kin in distant places, who may shed a tear and claim, I was someone who I wasn't, well you know the way I feel mate, A# A#7 Just an axe mark on a gidgee and initials for my name. D# And in the middle of each muster, when the camp is by the nine mark, F When the steers are being ready and those sand hills flowers wave, Try and find the time one evenin' to come by where I'll be sleeping A# Where an axe mark on a gidgee by the Cooper marks my grave. F A# A#7 D# Let the wild horse and the clean skin and the brown bee in the clover, F Let the wood duck and the emu, all bear witness to my tomb, Near that quiet spot at the nine mile make an axe mark on a gidgee, A# D# A# Let my shrine be always centred, by the western gidgee blooms.