But they were panning good dirt on the winding Shotover
So we headed down there just to see
We sluiced and we cradled for day after day
Making »
Farewell to the Gold Penguin Eggs
by Nic Jones
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Old Jimmy Williams and me
They were panning good dirt on the winding shot over
So we headed down there just to see
Chorus
We sluiced and we »
Farewell to the Gold Time for Touching Home
by The Black Family
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breaks through and shines down from on high I'll do all those things, I keep complainin' that I'm not doin' And I'll put my arms around you under the blue »
If It Ever Stops Rainin' Deepcut to Nowhere
by Graham Parker
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Swing insects juice
Caught in the windshield headlights and sluice
As you battle ahead on Truth
Sheet lightning going down through the pines
With your »
Dizzy's Goatee Earthquake Weather
by Joe Strummer
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and a tombstone "epigram".
So I promised him, and he paid the price in good cheechako coin
(Which the same I blowed in that very night down in the Tenderloin). »
The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3
by Hank Snow
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And lo! as if to make amends for all the futile past,
Late in the year he struck it rich, the real pay-streak at last.
The riffles of his sluicing »
The Ballad of Hard Luck Henry The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3
by Hank Snow
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