SEVEN MILE CREEK w+m © G Seal Feb 2010
Some bush gothic using a classic ballad format.
D G D
Don’t go out to the seven mile creek
A G
When the moon is up and the town’s asleep
D G D
Where the willows weep and the water is deep
A G
Under the bridge on the seven mile creek
Where have you been my dark-eyed son
In the wind and the rain and the winter gray?
I’ve been out on the seven mile creek
That’s where I’ve been today
What did you do, my dark-eyed son
In the wind and the rain and the winter gray?
I met my love at the seven mile creek
That’s what I did today
Where is your love, my dark-eyed son
In the wind and the rain and the winter gray?
Down at the bottom of the seven mile creek
That’s where she has lain all day
What will you do my dark-eyed son?
In the wind and the rain and the winter gray?
I’ll lay down in the water of the seven mile creek
That’s what I must do today
Don’t go out to the seven mile creek
When the moon is up and the town’s asleep
They say you’ll hear some body weep
Under the willows on the seven mile creek.
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