We were both 18 the year we met I was older but not by much One look at you and I that was it And your voice sounded like an angel
One look at me you I was odd Wearing clothes in the Kimberley heat Blundstone boots, hat, flannelette And denim all the way down to my feet
When your sister asked me to join up you You nearly fainted with but you hid it well the hell 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 Townsville on the other side Christmas in Cairns have nowhere 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 since those early Met a lot of people, been a lot of Many a night in friends and relatives And God bless the lot of you put us up and fed us Played to crowds of thousands, to one or two Played in and pubs, loved and hated what we do but looking back now I wouldn't but one of the memories we've made in the last eight and though there were times we didn't get I can honesty say I the both of you
Now you're living in Sydney in dingy room In a house full of on Ramsgate avenue Paying twice as much as what the damn worth Working in the daytime just to it though You got your arms to elbows in the sink at some Place pots and pans, cups and saucers, Knives and forks and It's a far cry, from the that we knew Travelling around the in a campervan Playing songs, singing your sister and you It's too to go back there again