A Different Land

Lucky country*
Living off a sheep’s back,
Rollin’in clovers,
Spinnin’down a dirt track.
River swollen,
Splashin’in the water,
Jump in the billabong,
Kiss the neighbours daughter.
I’m dreamin’of days like these but,
I’m livin’in a different land,
And i’m doin’the best I can,
Come on Suzie while we got the chance,
But come tomorrow,
We’ll be living in a different land.
Camping by a creek,
Been sippin’on a Coke can,
Fish are a-jumpin'up into the fry pan.
Stock is fat, we’ll load 'em in a road train,
Money rollin’in,
Comin’down like a big rain.
I’m dreamin’of days like these but,
I’m livin’in a different land,
And i’m doin’the best I can,
Come on Suzie while we got the chance,
But come tomorrow,
We’ll be living in a different land.
Load up the ute,
Tank full of diesel,
Cloud of dust,
And up into the foothills.
Suzie in my arms, riding on a big rush,
Said shes overflowin, flying on real love.
Still dreaming of days like these,
Still dreaming of days like these but,
I’m livin’in a different land,
And i’m doin’the best I can,
Come on Suzie while we got the chance,
But come tomorrow,
Whoa.
We’ll be living in a different land.
And i’m doin’the best I can,
Come on Suzie while we got the chance,
But come tomorrow,
We’ll be living in a different land.
Whoa, a different land.
Whoa.
Whoa.