Old River Gum

Em D G G D Oh, Big ol’ river gum you tell some stories Em D Dating back before the white man come Em G Maybe you were even in the dreamtime D G when the big old Murray River first run G D And locked in you are countless years of history Em D sacred sites there where abouts you keep Em G long forgotten stories of dreamtime D G from ancient tribes that camped along the creek Em D G G D Oh, big old river gum you’ve seen some changes Em D I can read in your big old, twisted limbs Em G fire and drought have left their scars upon you D G and the water marks show where the floods have been G D Em D Em G D Em D G G D And still, you're big old heart fights on with progress Em D in a desperate bid for life you make a stand Em G but I feel old mate, your days are nearly numbered D G at the sailing water leaches through your sand G D oh, big old river gum your shadows fading Em D die back in your branches has begun Em G Soon your dry old limbs will cut the skyline D G in a ghostly from against the setting sun Em D G F D Oh, Big old river gum you tell some stories Em D Dating back before the white man come Em G Maybe you were even in the dreamtime D Em when the big old Murray River first run D G when the big old Murray River first run Em D G Em D G Em D G Em D G Em D G