| Well I’ve walked a mile or two-oo in my lifetime
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| And I’ve travelled down some muddy tracks and dry
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| 'Cause if I wanted to get where I was go-oin'
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| I knew I’d just have to walk that country mile
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| Now a country mile would be the longest distance
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| A man could ever travel when he’s down
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| And you curse the never ending road before you
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| When you think you’ll never make it into town
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| But you meet a friend or two along the highway
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| And you’ll learn a lot you never knew before
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| And if the journey takes a lifetime
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| When you thought a year or two
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| Well you just don’t give up easy anymore
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| And I’ve walked a mile or two-oo in my lifetime
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| And I’ve travelled down some muddy tracks and dry
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| 'Cause if I wanted to get where I was go-oin'
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| I knew I’d just have to walk that country mile
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| Walkin' that long mile has shown me changes
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| Changes in the people and the land
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| But I’ll bet the road to Marble Bar’s no better
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| Than when I drove with trucks and caravans
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| And a country bloke is still the same old battler
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| No matter what the place he’s workin' in
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| And although I’ve covered many miles
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| I still can’t wait to see
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| What the next long country mile will bring
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| Well I’ve walked a mile or two-oo in my lifetime
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| And I’ve travelled down some muddy tracks and dry
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| 'Cause if I wanted to get where I was go-oin'
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| I knew I’d just have to walk that country mile
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| Yes I knew I’d have to walk that country mile |