Spirit of the Bush

                                  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



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?



She stares at empty cupboards

Just like the day before

It's been so long

She can't take it anymore



But she digs a little deeper

And somehow finds the strength

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?



Was it there when young Ned Kelly

Stood up for those oppressed



Or when the brave young ANZACS

Put their courage to the test



Or is it out there with the battler

When he gives it one last try



Through the darkest moments

You see the spirit shine



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?



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?