A Fire Of Gidgee Coal chords

[INTRO]
[D] [A] [E] [A]

[VERSE]
By a [A]warm electric heater, [A7]
In a [D]softly padded chair,
In a lounge room brightly [A]lighted
By a [E]glowing chande[A]lier.
Since my early days of drovin', [A7]
The [D]years have taken toll.
But I somehow miss my [A]swag wrap,
By a [E]fire of Gidgee [A]coal. [Ab] [A]

When I [A]wake from sleep each morning
And [D]ring my bedside bell,
The maid brings me my [A]breakfast,
And she [E]fills my pipe as [A]well.

There are cakes and sweetened coffee,
On a [D]tray of sparkling gold.
But I miss black tea and [A]damper,
By a [E]fire of Gidgee [A]coal. [Ab]

[INSTRUMENTAL]
[A] [D] [A] [E] [A]

I'm [A]driven out each evening
By a [D]chaffeur spruce and neat,
Through the flowered parks and [A]gardens
And the [E]crowded city [A]streets.

But I drift back through the ages,
While the [D]big car softly rolls.
To a stock route and a [A]wagonette,
And a [E]fire of Gidgee [A]coal. [Ab] [A]

I at[A]tend all social parties
In the [D]rich parts of town.
Drinking wine from fancy [A]glasses
As the [E]waiters go their [A]rounds.

But I'd rather share a bottle
With those [D]drovin' mates of old.
In a pair of dusty [A]moleskins,
By a [E]fire of Gidgee [A]coal.

Yes I'd rather share a bottle
With those [D]drovin' mates of old.
In a pair of dusty [A]moleskins,
By a [E]fire of Gidgee [A]coal. [D] [A] [E] [A]