Packing My Things

Folk song from New Zealand

One of several songs about failed Otago goldminers

Lyrics:anonimous

Music:Neil Colquhoun (1950s)

Packing My Things


1. When I first came and took up my claim,

Well, Bill Muggins was my name,

For though I'm a young man and able,

Here I'm stuck, a-rocking the cradle,

And that is a Bill Muggins game,


But I'm a-wake up! - I will break up!

I'm nevermore going to roam.

I've panned in my dugout with never a nugget,

I'm packing my things to go home.

2. I've hunted Otago for gold

In the wind and the rain and the cold,

Holed up all winter under the snow

Along the winding Molyneaux,

And that is where you need to have holed


But I'm a-wake up! - I will break up!...

3. In those Shanties where you spin

Away all of your hard-earned tin,

Nancy's smiles are so beguiling,

That's why Nancy's always smiling.

Landlord says he's not taking you in.


But I'm a-wake up! - I will break up! ...