We were both 18 the that we met I was slighty but not by much One look at you and I knew was it And voice sounded like an angel above
One at me you thought I was odd Wearing those in the Kimberley heat Blundstone boots, hat, flannelette And denim overcoat all the way down to my
When your sister asked me to up with you You fainted with shock but you hid it well the hell are you doing? you shouted when I I was singing all the way back to my
Headed off from through 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 Christmas in Cairns didn't have to go Busking on the streets just to get a Being kept up all night by the lovers on the top At a seedy backpackers called of the Deep
Now plenty has happened those early days Met a lot of people, been a lot of Many a night in and relatives beds And God bless the lot of you put us up and fed us Played to crowds of thousands, to one or two Played in festivals and pubs, and hated what we do but looking back now I wouldn't but one of the memories we've made in the last years and though there were we didn't get along I can say I love the both of you
Now you're in Sydney in some dingy room In a house of strangers on Ramsgate avenue twice as much as what the damn things worth Working in the just to make it though You got your arms to elbows in the sink at some Place cleaning and pans, cups and saucers, Knives and and plates It's a far cry, from the life that we Travelling the country in a campervan songs, singing with your sister and you It's too late to go back there