Well it really is surprising
how years go by like days.
why the mind is in a haze.
When minutes go like seconds
Saying, I'll see you next year, mate,
but we know it could be ten.
A quiet bloke this mate of mine,
a bushy through and through,
And though ten years have wound away,
it was like a day or two,
When he stood there in his t -shirt
and shook me by the hand,
that old mates understand
He was living at the Eisen,
He doesn't care what kind of job,
and his lady peeled potatoes
and we bought some beer and wines
and through talcum -powdered
I searched for lines well
I looked at how relaxed he was,
his eyes were almost black
as we talked about our wilder days
and talked ourselves right back
to the good old midnight special
In the old man's Morris commercial
with Proud Mary to name the
Yes, it really is surprising
how years go by like days
When minutes go like seconds
Saying I'll see you next year, mate,
but we know it could be ten
Well, some of us were born
to live real close like ants
Some were born to wear a dress
and some to wear the pants
to live in boots with a hat to shade the sun
And to learn the bushman's cunning
Yes, it really is surprising
how years go by like days
why the mind is in a haze
When minutes go like seconds,
I'll see you next year, mate
