He’s staring down the barrel Of another desperate day Pulls on his boots He can’t walk away
He’s running on empty He’s knocked about and bent But he’ll still be standing When the river runs again
Chorus
Is the spirit in the rock? Or pass the hat around Is it freedom on the Wallaby? Or a dusty patch of ground Is it waltzing Matilda? Or a hand upon your shoulder Is this, the spirit of the bush?
(Adam) She stares at empty cupboards Just like the day before It’s been so long She can’t take it anymore
(Adam, Lee on harmony) But she digs a little deeper And somehow finds the strength (Lee) She keeps believeing There will be better days ahead Chorus
Is the spirit in the rock? Or pass the hat around Is it freedom on the Wallaby? Or a dusty patch of ground Is it waltzing Matilda? Or a hand upon your shoulder Is this, the spirit of the bush?
Fiddle bridge
Narration
(Lee) Was it there when young Ned Kelly Stood up for those oppressed
(Adam) Or when the brave young ANZACS Put their courage to the test
(Steve) Or is it out there with the battler When he gives it one last try
(Lee) Through the darkest moments You see the spirit shine