We were 18 the year that we met I was slighty but not by much One look at you and I knew was it And your voice sounded an angel above
One look at me you I was odd Wearing those in the Kimberley heat Blundstone boots, cowboy hat, 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 what the hell are you you shouted when I I was singing all the way back to my
Headed off Broom Travelled the Kimberley Derby, Fitzroy, a night in Halls Wyndham, Kunnunrra, Darwin we stayed for a Then we hit the coast Townsville on the other side Christmas in Cairns have nowhere to go Busking on the just to get a feed Being kept up all night by the on the top bunk At a seedy called Rapture of the Deep
Now plenty has happened since early days Met a lot of people, a lot of places Many a night in friends and beds And God bless the lot of you put us up and fed us to crowds of thousands, played 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 made in the last eight years 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 of strangers on Ramsgate avenue Paying twice as much as what the damn things Working in the daytime just to it though You got your arms to your elbows in the at some Place cleaning and pans, cups and saucers, and forks and plates It's a far cry, from the life we knew Travelling around the country in a Playing songs, singing with your and you It's too late to go there again