Nullarbor Plain (Live At Anitas)

Somewhere out of Ceduna we shared our last goodbye

Feeding my last change, I can hear your voice fading down the line

These would have to be some of the loneliest miles I've ever done

Stretching out across this land, feeling I'm the only one in it

On the Nullarbor Plain

351 Shaker

A widow maker

Cutting through the desert night

On the Nullarbor Plain, whoa

Turned over that motor, better start making time

Busted gauge and fuck all tread

My fuel men on my mind

24 hours, stuckin' roos, keeping me awake

The lights of the next town go on soon enough

On the Nullarbor Plain

351 Shaker

A widow maker

Cuttin' through the desert night, hey

On the Nullarbor Plain

Oh, yeah

351 Shaker

A widow maker

Wild violet street machine

Cutting through the desert night, oh yeah

I can see her face

In the dashboard light

And I'm hanging on to the only thing that keeps me sane

On the Nullarbor Plain

Oh, oh-oh, whoa

On the Nullarbor Plain, oh-whoa, ooh

Oh yeah, on the Nullarbor Plain

Nullarbor Plain