Standing here all alone out in the country air

Some may find the life lonely but I don't care

I enjoy my own company and do what I will

Not until I am dead will I then lay still

Everywhere a new adventure every week a new spot

This country of ours it has got the lot

From cities to towns and everywhere in between

I will only stop travelling when its all been seen

Travelling the highways and byways and the rugged outback

Forever going forward and never looking back

Camping by inland rivers boiling the billy for a cuppa tea

From the east coast to the west coast that's where you'll find me

I care little for the big cities as I pass them right by

I much prefer the outback where you can see the night sky

Camped by a billabong or down by the sea

That my friend is where I will be

The peacefulness the serenity of just sitting on a rock

Or looking over farmland as the farmer tends his stock

Watching a lone fisherman cast his line a way out

As the rod gets a tug he lets out a muffled shout

To travel along only on the never ending black top

That's not for me because I would much rather stop

At the out of the way places where men seldom tread

As the sun sets in the west just sipping a good red

Under a gum tree or beside a babbling brook

I could be anywhere you just have to look

Stopped by the wayside smelling a wildflower

My life my terms...........now THAT is REAL POWER