Waifs - A Beif History... lyrics

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We were both 18 the year that we met<br />

I was slighty older but not by much<br />

One look at you and I knew that was it<br />

And your voice sounded like an angel above<br />

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One look at me you thought I was odd<br />

Wearing those clothes in the Kimberley heat<br />

Blundstone boots, cowboy hat, flannelette<br />

And denim overcoat all the way down to my feet<br />

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When your sister asked me to join up with you<br />

You nearly fainted with shock but you hid it well<br />

“what the hell are you doing?”<br />

you shouted when I left<br />

I was singing all the way back to my hotel<br />

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Headed off from Broom<br />

Travelled through the Kimberley<br />

Derby, Fitzroy, a night in Halls Creek<br />

Wyndham, Kunnunrra, Darwin we stayed for a while<br />

Then we hit the coast near Townsville on the other side<br />

Christmas in Cairns didn’t have nowhere to go<br />

Busking on the streets just to get a feed<br />

Being kept up all night by the lovers on the top bunk<br />

At a seedy backpackers called “Rapture of the Deep”<br />

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Now plenty has happened since those early days<br />

Met a lot of people, been a lot of places<br />

Many a night in friends and relatives beds<br />

And God bless the lot of you that put us up and fed us<br />

Played to crowds of thousands, played to one or two<br />

Played in festivals and pubs, loved and hated what we do<br />

but looking back now I wouldn’t trade but<br />

one of the memories we’ve made in the last eight years<br />

and though there were times we didn’t get along<br />

I can honesty say I love the both of you<br />

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Now you're living in Sydney in some dingy room<br />

In a house full of strangers on Ramsgate avenue<br />

Paying twice as much as what the damn things worth<br />

Working in the daytime just to make it though<br />

You got your arms to your elbows in the sink at some<br />

Place cleaning pots and pans, cups and saucers,<br />

Knives and forks and plates<br />

It’s a far cry, from the life that we knew<br />

Travelling around the country in a campervan<br />

Playing songs, singing with your sister and you<br />

It’s too late to go back there again