The bacaroo

We wait the whole night long
For a moment over our time for two
The hush is like a song
For a moment over our time for two

Some will be singing over the engine roar
Some will be watching smoke and blossom fold

They called her Baby Jane
As the sun broke over the moment of
And endless coast highway
As the sun broke over the moment of

Some will be singing over the engine roar
Some will be watching smoke and blossom fold