Long Gully Road

Where the bitumen turns to gravel and the gravel turns to dirt
Down Long Gully Road, there's a ways to go

And it's quiet there in the open air as the sun beats on the hills

I can feel it still I can see it still

Ohh, oh

When the sun goes down over Violet Town
Leans a ladder through the haze
I'll meet you halfway, at the end of the day

There's a presence there in the shire air
As you're watching the light change

We won tidy towns, but it ain't too tidy now

Ohh, oh Ohh oh