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