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1. It was a long drive over 200 k's of dirt
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We watched the country change from slopes to plains
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Stands of yellowbox
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Turned to Mallee green and grey
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And her beauty kept unfolding that day
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Chorus
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She is cruel
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She is tender
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She'll leave you open-mouthed in wonder
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One day paradise, another hell
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You can fall in love
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And never know her well
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2. Some have come here
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Falling for her charms
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Not knowing, or ignoring what's at stake
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Falling victims, to her powerful expanse
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Defeating by a fleeting romance
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3. And we rolled on
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Thru little outback towns
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Clinging to her hard the dusty ground
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Never far from memorials that prove
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At best we're only ever passing through
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Chorus
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Paradise
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| Colin Buchanan |
