Pipe Dream - John Williamson

Do what you wanna do

Work when you wanna work

You’re your own boss

Doin' it your own way

It’s the last frontier

Away out here

Where dreamers and good old drifters go

Got a bit of red dirt with m' claim on it

An opal down there with m' name on it

A little bit of black with a flame on it, I see

It’s a pipe dream

But it’s the right dream for me

Do what you wanna do

Sleep when you wanna sleep

You’re your own boss

Doin' it your own way

Yeah, and you’ll get lost

Tie a ribbon 'round a Buddawood tree

A hundred dusty tracks all look the same

Got a half-dead Dodge with a tray on it

A shearers' cot, it just lays on it

I might even spend a few days on it, mmm

It’s a pipe dream

But it’s the right dream for me

Got a thunderbox with a view from it

The sun hits the seat, I feel warm from it

Paradise, well not far from it, mmm