| We’re headin' for the Simpson Desert, my good ol' mates and me
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| Lots of plans, and pots and pans, and a billie for billie tea
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| We gonna catch some yabbies, they’re yummy and they’re free
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| Tiggles calls 'em craw-bobs, but it’s all the same to me
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| We’re headin' for the Simpson Desert, there’s no need to speed
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| But we won’t dilly-dally with everything we need
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| 'Cause high rock and sand dunes and dodgin' kangaroos
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| We’ll pump, dig, jump, start, or winch each other through
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| Yeah, we’re headin' for the Simpson Desert, the girls are with us too
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| They will come in handy, to make an Irish stew
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| Ya gotta keep 'em laughing, I reckon that’s the case
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| A happy wife is a happy life, no argument from me
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| Yeah, we’re headin' for Ethabuka, away from Finch’s Line
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| Underneath the cooler, around the beach and fire
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| I’m gonna touch the stars and I’m gonna touch the moon
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| And I’ll grab a cup of Milky Way, and I’ll eat it with a spoon
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| Now, I find it very difficult to drink this Miller, see
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| I’m gonna have to find a way to finish off this thing
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| It’s all very well for Mick, he’s sinking down a few
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| Mate is pouring wine, so the girls are giggling too
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| No, I don’t know how to finish it, I’ll bugger it if I do
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| There’s a thousand persons you could write them to
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| You gotta make the words flow, near enough, I do
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| If you snuff up the rhythm, you’ll be thrown in the billabong
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| And everyone will go to bed (Aww) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Simpson Desert , by - John Williamson. Song from the album Butcherbird, in the genre Кантри