Sometimes the comfort of a room Sometimes I'm quite alone I pack to leave a foreign town It seems I'll never know
But I'll rent new accommodation We'll make plans for mobile homes
Slow boats moving with the tide Drifting far from shore It's the nature of this country life I've never known before Still we'll make plans for buildings and houses From mobile homes
Plant life My life Still life in mobile homes Plant life My life Still life in mobile homes
The sound of wildlife fills the air So calm and dry The bushland burns in this southern heart Like an open fire
Still we'll make plans for buildings and houses From mobile homes... Mobile homes
Plant life My life Still life in mobile homes Blood life My life Still life in mobile homes
A voice screams from heaven As we start to sail It's the calling of the fatherland I used to know so well
But our age New accommodation Will make plans for mobile homes
Plant life My life Still life in mobile homes Plant life My life Still life in mobile homes