John Williamson - Pipe Dream lyrics

Do what you wanna do Work when you wanna work You're your own boss Doin' it your own way It's the last frontier Away out here Where dreamers and good old drifters go Got a bit of red dirt with m' claim on it An opal down there with m' name on it A little bit of black with a flame on it, I see It's a pipe dream But it's the right dream for me Do what you wanna do Sleep when you wanna sleep You're your own boss Doin' it your own way Yeah, and you'll get lost Tie a ribbon 'round a Buddawood tree A hundred dusty tracks all look the same Got a half-dead Dodge with a tray on it A shearers' cot, it just lays on it I might even spend a few days on it, mmm It's a pipe dream But it's the right dream for me Got a thunderbox with a view from it The sun hits the seat, I feel warm from it Paradise, well not far from it, mmm