Just Rollin'

With land and sky and lots of room, and a thousand miles or more
I rev and point old purple (purple) on the Nullabor
They say "G'day?" They say "How are you?" "you're getting thin on top
You've been travelling like a big old ball of rolly polly grass,"

Like a big old ball of rolly polly grass, I'm rolling on

They say G'day old Dusty mate you're getting thin on top
You've been going for so long now will you never ever stop?
But with mates around the country it's the only way I see 'em
And I've said before this travelling mate is pretty close to freedom
With land and sky and lots of room, and a thousand miles or more
I rev and point old purple out across the Nullabor

From the cattle country in the north to Tassie way down south
Oh I've seen this old brown country in the big wet and the drought
So get off your seat and come outback across the blacksoil plains
And you'll find the old Australian ways have very little changed

With land and sky and lots of room, and a thousand miles just gone
Like a big old ball of roly-poly grass I'm rolling on

In the footsteps of explorers like the famous Burke and Wills
Oh I've seen the dreamtime beauty of those Namatjira hills
So don't ever try to pin me down to say where I like best
I just like Australia mate, North, East, South, and West

With land and sky and lots of room, and a thousand miles just gone
Like a big old ball of roly-poly grass I'm rolling on
With land and sky and lots of room, and a thousand miles just gone
Like a big old ball of roly-poly grass I'm rolling on