Way out west where the rain don't fall
Got a job with the company
Drilling for oil
Just to make some change
Living and a'working on the land

I quit my job and I left my wife
Headed out west for a brand new life
Just to get away
Living and a'working on the land

What a change it's been
From working that nine to five
How strange it's been
At last I get the feeling that I'm really alive

They give you a house made of fibro cement
You don't need no money
'Cause you don't pay no rent
And it's Oh so cheap
Living and a'working on the land

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Living and a'working on the land

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Living and a'working on the land

There's nothing much to do on a Saturday night
But get into some booze
Or maybe a fight
'Cause it's tough out here
Living and a'working on the land

What a change it's been
From working that nine to five
How strange it's been
At last I get the feeling that I'm really alive

Way out west where the rain don't fall
Got a job with a company drilling for oil
And I'm never gonna leave
Living and a'working on the land

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La la La la la La la La la la
Living and a'working on the land

Writer : HART, LORENZ / RODGERS, RICHARD
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.