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Way out west where the rain don't fall
Got a job with the company
Drilling for oil
Just to make some change
Living and a`working on the land

I quit my job and I left my wife
Headed out west for a brand new life
Just to get away
Living and a`working on the land

What a change it's been
From working that nine to five
How strange it's been
At last I get the feeling that I'm really alive

They give you a house made of fibro cement
You don't need no money
'Cause you don't pay no rent
And it's Oh so cheap
Living and a`working on the land

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Living and a`working on the land

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Living and a`working on the land

There's nothing much to do on a Saturday night
But get into some booze
Or maybe a fight
'Cause it's tough out here
Living and a`working on the land

What a change it's been
From working that nine to five
How strange it's been
At last I get the feeling that I'm really alive

Way out west where the rain don't fall
Got a job with a company drilling for oil
And I'm never gonna leave
Living and a`working on the land

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Living and a`working on the land
Way out west where the rain don't fall   Got a job with the company   Drilling for oil   Just to make some change   Living and a`working on the land      I quit my job and I left my wife   Headed out west for a brand new life   Just to get away   Living and a`working on the land      What a change it's been   From working that nine to five   How strange it's been   At last I get the feeling that I'm really alive      They give you a house made of fibro cement   You don't need no money   'Cause you don't pay no rent   And it's Oh so cheap   Living and a`working on the land      La la La la La la   La la La la la La la La la   La la La la la La la La la la   Living and a`working on the land      La la La la la La la La la   La la La la la La la La la la   Living and a`working on the land      There's nothing much to do on a Saturday night   But get into some booze   Or maybe a fight   'Cause it's tough out here   Living and a`working on the land      What a change it's been   From working that nine to five   How strange it's been   At last I get the feeling that I'm really alive      Way out west where the rain don't fall   Got a job with a company drilling for oil   And I'm never gonna leave   Living and a`working on the land      La la La la la La la La la   La la La la la La la La la la   Living and a`working on the land
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