Bok Muir and Trickett sing this. It was written by New Zealander Martin Curtis. CHords can be found on this website: http://folksong.org.nz/ginrasp/index.html

The lyrics are as follows:

THE GIN AND RASPBERRY
(Martin Curtis)

While hunting for Fox, we first came this way
From Lake Pembroke township took many long day
To cut through the bush and we found a new rush
With a mine called the Gin and Raspberry

Chorus
Oh but it's hard, cruel and cold
Searching Cardrona for nuggets of gold
An ounce to the bucket and we'll all sell our souls
For a taste of the Gin and Raspberry

The rumours went out and the thousands poured in
A handful grew rich and many grew thin
They all hoped to find their own patch of tin
As rich as the Gin and Raspberry
Oh but it's hard . . .

At first it was summer, and we all thought it grand
No shirts on our backs as we sluiced and we panned
But then came the snow and the southern winds blow
And there's ice in the Gin and Raspberry
Oh but it's hard . . .

(Young) Billy McGrath, he worked hard and worked long
(Always) ready to smile and to sing us a song
But then he struck gold and was found dead and cold
Down in the Gin and Raspberry

So I'll work out my time and I'll stay out of strife
I'll save all me tin to send home to me wife
And when the job's done, I'll leave at the run
And to hell with the Gin and Raspberry.
Oh but it's hard . . .

Come and drink up your Gin and Raspberry.

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Alex