Frangipani Bay Songtext
von John Williamson

There′s nothing like heading up the road to where we've never been
Hear new birds, smell new smells, see things we′ve never seen
It's all rolled up and tied right down so the load cannot shift
'Cause Murphy′s Law will never fail and things will come adrift
Down dusty roads, trusty friends
We′re heading without a care
To Frangipani Bay
Way, way out there
Now there's more to D′Arcy Gallup than meets the eye
He's built bridges, gravel roads, he even used to fly
With a Stan Koster kind of bash brim over the nose
Cigarette growing on his lip, our leader I suppose
Through the mozzie net I see a star is still a bright
The carpenter bird is hammering, the mozzies cannot bite
I smell the coffee′s on, Grunt's keen to catch a fish
A big juicy barramundi, we wish, we wish, we wish
Down dusty roads, trusty friends
We′re heading without a care
To Frangipani Bay
Way, way out there


Of course the girls are with us, they didn't have a choice
They're resigned to the fact that boys will be boys
But we wouldn′t go without ′em and they wouldn't stay behind
Three good cooks with real good looks are very hard to find
Down dusty roads, trusty friends
We′re heading without a care
To Frangipani Bay
Way, way out there
Down dusty roads, trusty friends
We're heading without a care
To Frangipani Bay
Way, way out there
Down dusty roads, trusty friends
We′re heading without a care
To Frangipani Bay
Way, way out there
Down dusty roads, trusty friends
We're heading without a care
To Frangipani Bay
Way, way out there
Frangipani Bay
Way, way out there