Walk in Beauty

I COME UP FROM THE COUNTRY AND I MOVED TO YOUR TOWN
AND I’M LOOKING FOR THE GOOD LIFE THE ONE I HEARD ABOUT
BUT THERE’S NO COMFORT IN THESE COLD STREETS AND THE HEART HAS GONE TO GROUND
I’VE A LITTLE BOY CRYIN’ HUNGRY, TIRED OF MOVING ROUND

IT’S A DRY WIND THAT BLEW US HERE DROVE US FROM THE LAND
NOW WE SLEEP DOWN BY THE RIVER IN A BEAT UP CAMPER VAN
AND DREAM OF DAYS ON FERTILE PLAINS, SHOULD’VE KNOWN IT COULDN’T LAST
WILL GENERATIONS YET TO COME FORGIVE GENERATIONS PAST

YOU KNOW WE USED TO CALL THIS PLACE THE BIG SMOKE AND IT WAS GOOD FOR A FEW LAUGHS
A WEEKEND IN THE CITY, CATCH A SHOW IT WAS A BLAST
NOW WE’RE SCRATCHIN’ FOR A DOLLAR IN A WORLD OF POKER MACHINES
WHERE THERE’S NO SENSE OF BELONGING LIFE’S A GAMBLE LAY DOWN YOUR DREAMS

NOW I’M JUST PRAYING FOR A PAYING JOB TRYING TO MAKE ENDS MEET
WE MIGHT HEAD NORTH COME WINTER THOUGH MY WIFE SHE HATES THE HEAT
I ONCE WORKED A QUEENSLAND ROAD-GANG I’D COUNT ME LUCKY TO REPEAT
I’LL ADMIT THAT THINGS AIN’T LOOKING GOOD BUT I WON’T ADMIT DEFEAT

I BELIEVE IN GOD ALMIGHTY AND I KNOW THAT NOTHING LASTS
BUT I STILL FEEL THE EARTH MOVE IN ME HEAR MY MOTHERS VOICE AT HAND
I BELIEVE ALL MEN ARE BROTHERS AND THE FUTURE’S OURS TO GRASP
IF WE BUT WALK IN BEAUTY ON THIS GREAT SOUTHERN LAND
IF WE BUT WALK IN BEAUTY ON THIS GREAT SOUTHERN LAND