Icehouse: The great divide

Where the moon sinks low in the southern sky On the open plains, where the river runs dry Well, his feet are bare, bare and dusty brown And a hot wind blows over sacred ground And a new day breaks On the mountainside Reaching out, reaching out Over the great divide Its a long, long road Stretching out ahead Step by step, step by step Over the great divide On a dead end street in a border town Where the stray dog sleeps in the midday sun Now the headline news is old and worn The pages stained with blood and rain, And cheap red wine And his skin is black The last of his tribe And he turns his back, turns his back On the great divide And a new day breaks On the mountainside Reaching out, reaching out Over the great divide Solid rock and burning sand Weathered by the hand of time Standing high above the storm Cutting deep against the grain And the years have come and gone Leaving all their scars behind Where the hills begin to climb Theres a legend carved in stone And a new day breaks On the mountainside Reaching out, reaching out Over the great divide Its a long, long road Stretching out ahead Step by step, step by step Over the great divide And his skin is black The last of his tribe And he turns his back, turns his back On the great divide Its a long, long road That leads him home again Step by step, step by step Over the great divide Harbour Town (Iva Davies) Well, you can see these people At the end of every working day Down at the local bar Or maybe hanging out in some dark caf Down on the waterfront As the big grey boats come steaming on home Its anybodys guess Where the night begins and the party ends He says, "come on, baby, take a hold of my hand cause its Saturday night in the Harbour Town And the city lights up when the sun goes down Its Saturday night in the Harbour Town" And anywhere you look Theres a smooth operator just playing the game Got the blue jeans, baby, His hands in his pockets and the same old lines Looking for a good time Waiting til the ship comes in He says, "come on, baby, take a hold of my hand cause its Saturday night in the Harbour Town And the city lights up when the sun goes down Its Saturday night in the Harbour Town" On the corner of the street where it meets the lane Theres a message on the wall near the telephone It says, "honey, you can call...call me anytime..." He says, "come on, baby, take a hold of my hand cause its Saturday night in the Harbour Town And the city lights up when the sun goes down Its Saturday night in the Harbour Town" Knockin Em Down (Iva Davies) Well, theres no way out of Marrickville For the son of the hard working man Where the punk who has the muscle Is the leader of the local gang Well, theres aint no time for discussion And there aint no time to waste You just take him on single handed You just push him, til it breaks He said, "hey, thats alright I can take it for one more round You can give me your best shot, baby But the boy keeps knockin em down..." So he grew up wild and reckless And he grew up quick and mean til an enterprising gentleman Put his talents in the ring He said, "boy, youre just a renegade You got no place left to hide" I can make you fame and fortune Maybe champion of the world..." He said, "hey, thats alright I can take it for one more round You can give me your best shot, baby But the boy keeps knockin em down..." He said, "hey, thats alright I can stand here and hold my ground You can give me your best shot, baby But the boy keeps knockin em down..." Well, theres blood on the canvas and leather And he learned his lesson well But the boy keeps swingin those punches til he hears that final bell He said, "hey, thats alright I can take it for one more round You can give me your best shot, baby But the boy keeps knockin em down..." He said, "hey, thats alright I can stand here and hold my ground You can give me your best shot, baby But the boy keeps knockin em down..." He said, "hey, thats alright You can give me your best shot, baby But the boy, hey! But the boy keeps knockin em down..."