Gone

Well i'm the daughter of a truckie and since i was five years old
I've been riding with my old man, I was rasied out on the road
And I've seen every loney roadhouse for the Top End to the Bight
And I've been across the nullabor at least a dozen times

You think you really want me but there's some thing you should know
If you try to tie me down I'll just get up and go

And if you're lookin' for me tomorrow morning, I'll be gone
And if you think i wouldn't leave without a warning, you'd be wrong
I'm a girl on the run and I'm running for my life
Don't come looking here if your looking for a wife
Cos I'll be gone

You can pull me on the dance floor you can buy me a rum
But dont look at me that way 'cos I'm not looking for the one
I've met every witless w*nker from the Kimberley to Cairns
And I'd trade a hundred lovers for a dozen ice cold cans

You think you really want me but theres some thing you should know
If you try to tie me down I'll just get up and go

Gone like a beer in a friday night
Gone like a truckie in the morning light
Off like a rocket on outta sight, I'm gone

Gone like a beer in a friday night
Gone like a truckie in the morning light
Off like a rocket on outta sight, I'm gone
Gone like your pride at a B&S
Gone like a young bride's wedding dress
Gone like the Poms at an Ashes Test, I'm gone
Yeah I'll be gone