The Last Frontier Songtext
von Redgum

There′s a corrugated highway leading north from Port Augusta line
With ratted cars that didn't rate a tow
Soft plains out of Pimba and your eyes begin to stream
On to Kingoona, huddled dusty by the road
Romantic notions shattered like the tyres that didn′t hack it
This has got to be the country's last frontier
Where a sports car's next to useless
Running cattle grids and river beds
We drove a van from 1963

Someone mentioned walkabout, kiss your job goodbye
Just to see the country shimmer through the windscreen
Drinking beer and telling stories, what a life to fill the night
Flexitime′s behind you like a bad dream


You′ve got a flat on Anzac Highway and Lawson on your shelf
It's a southern comfort air-conditioned rage
Where a homestead′s more than just a cheap print dangling from a wall
And mateship's more than lines upon a page
We went looking for Australia in between the TV lines
′Cause the ABC just couldn't make it real
A colour documentary from a beanbag on the floor
Never shows as much as it conceals

It′s dark and blistered Alice Springs and a river runs with shame
And you wipe the sheets of bull dust from your eyes
Another country's uniform mirage, it falls apart
To the open gap between the truth and lies
Go and see your country, mate, travel agents scream
Politicians sell its heart just for a pastime
Signs and high wire fences hold the land where I belong
It's as if I am in the outback for the last time

For the last time, uh-huh
For the last time, uh-huh
For the last time, uh-huh
For the last time, uh-huh