VIRGIN GROUND
Sydney town 1885,
sulphur air and blackened skies
And you live your life in the pocket of a richer man
In the sheds, on the docks and down in the mines
From the back-blocks of Queensland to the Goyder line
The banks hold the money and they keep the strikers down with guns
We won't drop anchor till we reach Alta Mira Sound
Heave away, we're New Australia bound
Heave away, we're New Australia bound
For virgin ground
In poky little offices in Adelaide
You count company profits but you're underpaid
There must be more to life than the promise of another day
So collect your tools and pack your bag
The sea is calling, hoist a brave new flag
We'll make history in the forests of Paraguay
We won't drop anchor till we reach Alta
Mira Sound
Heave away, we're New Australia bound
Heave away, we're New Australia bound
For virgin ground
Wide-eyed romantics in a half-baked dream
Pure motives aren't what they seem
You've got your feet caked in Australian mud
And you can't deny what's in your blood
Under Paraguay skies, under nights so cold
You can forsake your country and lose your soul
You've got to run from your troubles
No need to stand your ground
Heave away, we're New Australia bound
We won't drop anchor till we reach Alta Mira Sound
Heave away, we're New Australia bound
For virgin ground
