Sorrento

David never played guitar, he was a postman on a bike

He was just a simple man, he never needed city lights

From a small town called Sorrento, in 1945, he was a child

Oh, and David drank his whiskey as he sat and watched the game

He was a Collingwood supporter, but don't hold that against him

And one day, he had a daughter who taught him what it takes to raise her right

Oh, and nothing ever came for free for this, oh so simple man

He worked for every dollar, and he paid for every can

It was an honest life for an honest man

Let's go back to Sorrento, oh let's go back to the beach

And we'll pick cowrie shells, have fish and chips with sand beneath our feet

Well, that simple life you loved, well, I think that's the life for me

That's the life I need

And David met a girl who would soon become his wife

And they had two kids and settled down and built a little slice of

A little slice of heaven, in a town they both called home, small town Sorrento

And as the time moves on, old Sorrento turned to Rye

He still read the morning paper and bet on horses every night

Now his kids got kids of their own, he was a grandpa overnight, overnight

Oh, and nothing ever came for free for this, oh so simple man

He worked for every dollar, and he paid for every can

It was an honest life for an honest man

Let's go back to Sorrento, oh let's go back to the beach

And we'll pick cowrie shells, have fish and chips with sand beneath our feet

Well, that simple life you loved, well, I think that's the life for me

That's the life I need

Oh, and even though you're gone, that old Sorrento feels the same

And just like you did as a kid, they still play footy in the rain

And one day, when I'm done, I'll see you smile again, and you say

Let's go back to Sorrento, oh let's go back to the beach

And we'll pick cowrie shells, have fish and chips with sand beneath our feet

Well, that simple life you loved, well, I think that's the life for me

Let's go back to Sorrento, oh

Let's go back to Sorrento, oh let's go back to the beach

And we'll pick cowrie shells, have fish and chips with sand beneath our feet

Well, that simple life you loved, well, I think that's the life I need

That's the life I need

That might be the life for me

That might be the life I need

Let's go back to, oh, let's go back to the beach