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 sounded like an above
One look at me you I was odd Wearing those in the Kimberley heat Blundstone boots, cowboy hat, And overcoat all the way down to my feet
When your sister me to join up with you You nearly fainted shock but you hid it well the hell are you doing? you shouted I left I was all the way back to my hotel
off from Broom Travelled the Kimberley Derby, Fitzroy, a in Halls Creek Wyndham, Kunnunrra, Darwin we for a while Then we hit the coast near Townsville on the side Christmas in Cairns didn't nowhere to go Busking on the streets just to get a Being kept up all by the lovers on the top bunk At a seedy backpackers called Rapture of the
Now plenty has happened since those days Met a lot of people, been a lot of Many a night in friends and beds And God bless the lot of you put us up and fed us Played to 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 we've made in the eight years and though there were times we get along I can honesty say I the both of you
Now you're living in in some dingy room In a house full of strangers on Ramsgate twice as much as what the damn things worth Working in the daytime just to it though You got your arms to your elbows in the sink at cleaning pots and pans, cups and saucers, Knives and and plates It's a far cry, the life that we knew Travelling around the in a campervan Playing songs, with your sister and you It's too late to go back again