I lived in the city, a world full of snakes
Saw Adam and Eve make their mistakes
Learnt that freedom’s not the right to choose your harm
And it's sure not the Eden of a shot in your arm

Well I left that city, turned time around
Made it back somehow to my home town
Where the best things are free, the air and the stars
And your best friends knowing just who you really are

I’ve got a ’64 Holden and a Gilet guitar
I do a lot of travelling but I don’t go too far
I stick with my friends on this merry-go-round
I revel in the peace of my home town

Sadness comes as it sometimes will
And heartache's always a bitter pill
I work at the Mill and I work on the farm
I work on truth and doing no harm

When the night’s too dark I keep the candle lit
Till the dawn comes back and the pieces fit
When what’s good is bad and what’s bad is good,
I just try and do the next thing that I know I should

I’ve got a ’64 Holden and a Gilet guitar
I do a lot of travelling but I don’t go too far
I stick with my friends on this merry-go-round
I revel in the peace of my home town

Well, time’s just a ripple and life’s on loan
So remember there’s nothing that you really own
But hold tight your dreams and hold your ground
And may you find your way back to your home town