I think I’ll go on a walkaboutAnd find out what it’s all boutJust me and my own two feetIn the heat I’ve got myself to meetA detective of perspectiveI need to try to get a bigger eyeI could tern the art of lifeIn a walk I could find a wifeOn a walkaboutYou could do it in the cityYou could do it in a zoneYou could do it in a desertYou could do the unknownOn a walkboutHigh desert skies are what I spySo fly – you’ve got to wonder whyThe stingrays must be fat this yearMoving slow in my lowest gearThe digirido original man with a dreamI believe the AborigeneOn a walkaboutYou could do it with a shuffleYou could do it with a strollYou could do it with a strideYou could do it all aloneOn a walkboutI’ve been sitting far too longAt home – I’ve got to get alongA walk could cure most all myCare feet or in my two shoes bluesBloodwood flowers in my gazeWalkabout in a sunny dazeOn a walkaboutI think I’ll go on a walkaboutFind out what it’s all aboutJust me and my own two feetIn the heat I got myself to meetUse your legs to rock it wide
Take a ride to the other side