Port Augusta - Slim Dusty

Life in Port Augusta, things don’t change

Life in Port Augusta, remains the same

The world goes by and the world gets strange

Except in Port Augusta

Road trains rollin' through the night to anywhere

Headin' north to Alice or west out on the Eyre

People they keep passin' by just like the time

Sydney Melbourne Adelaide, Perth on down the line

Way down the line

Life in Port Augusta, things don’t change

Life in Port Augusta, remains the same

The world goes by, and the world gets strange

Except in Port Augusta

Out there on the bypass doin' business night and day

Fast food multinationals sellin' plastic take away

While the shops in town are closin' down

Dried up dreams on stony ground

You wonder why it always seems to end up this way

Same old way

Nobody seems to question or even wonder why

Some towns get forgotten and left alone to die

While out there on the highway faded signs

Of glory days and memories in time

Port Augusta time

And the older generation in silence fade away

No work for the younger folk no reason left to stay

And out there on the highway there’s a sign

Find a better future down the line

Way down the line

Life in Port Augusta, things don’t change

Life in Port Augusta, remains the same

The world goes by and the world gets strange

Except in Port Augusta