We were both 18 the year we met I was slighty but not by much One look at you and I that was it And your voice like an angel above
One look at me you I was odd those clothes in the Kimberley heat Blundstone boots, hat, flannelette And denim all the way down to my feet
When your asked me to join up with you You nearly fainted with shock but you hid it what the are you doing? you shouted when I I was all the way back to my hotel
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 on the other side in Cairns didn't have nowhere to go Busking on the just to get a feed Being kept up all by the lovers on the top bunk At a seedy backpackers called of the Deep
Now plenty has happened since those early Met a lot of people, been a lot of Many a night in and relatives beds And God the lot of you that put us up and fed us to crowds of thousands, played to one or two Played in festivals and pubs, loved and what we do but looking back now I trade 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 full of on Ramsgate avenue Paying twice as much as what the damn things Working in the just to make it though You got your arms to your elbows in the at some Place pots and pans, cups and saucers, and forks and plates It's a far cry, from the life that we around the country in a campervan Playing songs, with your sister and you It's too to go back there again