We were both 18 the year that we met
I was slighty older but not by much
One look at you and I knew that was it
And your voice sounded like an angel above

One look at me you thought I was odd
Wearing those clothes in the Kimberley heat
Blundstone boots, cowboy hat, flannelette
And denim overcoat all the way down to my feet

When your sister asked me to join up with you
You nearly fainted with shock but you hid it well
"what the hell are you doing?"
You shouted when I left
I was singing all the way back to my hotel

Headed off from Broom
Travelled through the Kimberley
Derby, Fitzroy, a night in Halls Creek
Wyndham, Kunnunrra, Darwin we stayed for a while
Then we hit the coast near Townsville on the other side
Christmas in Cairns didn't have nowhere to go
Busking on the streets just to get a feed
Being kept up all night by the lovers on the top bunk
At a seedy backpackers called "Rapture of the Deep"