We were both 18 the year we met I was slighty older but not by One look at you and I that was it And your voice sounded an angel above
One at me you thought I was odd Wearing those clothes in the heat boots, cowboy hat, flannelette And overcoat all the way down to my feet
When your sister me to join up with you You nearly fainted with but you hid it well what the hell are you you shouted when I I was singing all the way to my hotel
off from Broom Travelled through the Derby, Fitzroy, a in Halls Creek Wyndham, Kunnunrra, we stayed for a while Then we hit the near Townsville on the other side Christmas in didn't have nowhere to go Busking on the streets just to get a kept up all night by the lovers on the top bunk At a seedy called Rapture of the Deep
Now plenty has happened those early days Met a lot of people, been a lot of Many a in friends 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, loved and hated we do but looking now I wouldn't trade but one of the memories we've made in the last eight and though there times we didn't get along I can honesty say I love the of you
Now you're living in Sydney in dingy room In a house full of strangers on Ramsgate Paying twice as much as what the damn worth Working in the daytime just to it though You got your arms to your elbows in the sink at Place cleaning and pans, cups and saucers, and forks and plates It's a far cry, from the life that we Travelling around the in a campervan songs, singing with your sister and you It's too late to go back again