I think I?ll go on a walkabout
And find out what it?s all bout
Just me and my own two feet
In the heat I?ve got myself to meet
A detective of perspective
I need to try to get a bigger eye
I could tern the art of life
In a walk I could find a wife
On a walkabout
You could do it in the city
You could do it in a zone
You could do it in a desert
You could do the unknown
On a walkbout
High desert skies are what I spy
So fly - you?ve got to wonder why
The stingrays must be fat this year
Moving slow in my lowest gear
The digirido original man with a dream
I believe the Aborigene
On a walkabout
You could do it with a shuffle
You could do it with a stroll
You could do it with a stride
You could do it all alone
On a walkbout
I?ve been sitting far too long

To be continued...