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It's a corrugated highway leading north from Port Augusta lined
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With ratted cars that didn't rate a tow
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Salt plains out of Pimba and your eyes begin to stream
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Onto Kingoonya, huddled dusty by the road
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Romantic notions shattered like the tyres that didn't hack it
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This has got to be the countries last frontier
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Where a sports cars next to useless, running cattle grids and river beds
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We drove a van from 1963
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Someone mentioned walkabout, kiss your job goodbye
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Just to see the country shimmer through the windscreen
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Drinking beer telling stories while laughter filled the night
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Flexitime's behind you like a bad dream
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Got a flat on ANZAC highway and Lawson on your shelf
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It's a southern comfort air-conditioned rage
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Where a homesteads more than just a cheap print dangling from a wall
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And mateship's more than lines upon a page
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We went looking for Australia inbetween the TV lines
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'Cause the ABC just couldn't make it real
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A colour documentary from a beanbag on the floor
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Never shows as much as it conceals
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Stark and blistered Alice Springs and a river runs with shame
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And you wipe the sheets of bulldust from your eyes
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Another countries uniform, mirage it falls apart
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To the open gap between the truth and lies
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Go and see your country mate, travel agents scream
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Politicians sell its heart just for a pastime
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Signs and highwire fences of a land where I belong
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It's as if I'm in the outback for the last time
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For the last time uh-huh
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For the last time uh-huh
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For the last time uh-huh
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For the last time uh-huh