We were both 18 the year we met I was slighty older but not by One at you and I knew that was it And your sounded like an angel above
One at me you thought I was odd Wearing those clothes in the Kimberley boots, cowboy hat, flannelette And denim all the way down to my feet
your sister asked me to join up with you You nearly with shock but you hid it well what the are you doing? you when I left I was singing all the way back to my
Headed off Broom Travelled the Kimberley Derby, Fitzroy, a in Halls Creek Wyndham, Kunnunrra, Darwin we for a while Then we hit the coast near Townsville on the other in Cairns didn't have nowhere to go Busking on the just to get a feed Being up all night by the lovers on the top bunk At a seedy backpackers Rapture of the Deep
Now has happened since those early days Met a lot of people, been a lot of Many a in friends and relatives beds And God the lot of you that put us up and fed us Played to crowds of thousands, to one or two Played in festivals and pubs, loved and what we do but back now I wouldn't trade but one of the memories we've made in the last years and there were times we didn't get along I can honesty say I the both of you
Now you're living in Sydney in some room In a house of strangers on Ramsgate avenue Paying twice as much as what the things worth Working in the daytime to make it though You got your arms to your elbows in the at some Place cleaning and pans, cups and saucers, Knives and forks and It's a far cry, the life that we knew around the country in a campervan Playing songs, singing your sister and you It's too late to go back again