When I was a little girl, I had the biggest backyard in the world.It went on for miles and miles, as wide as it was high,down to the horizon, all the way up to the sky.And every now and then I heard a mile tree cry my name.When I was a little girl, I had the biggest backyard in the world.Covered up with red dirt as far as I could see,I shared it with the railway and the aborigines,southwest of Aldea, all the way down to the sea and back.When I was a little girl, I had the biggest backyard in the world.The sun would shine until the day I asked for it to rain,count down the sleeps until the tea and sugar train,ten cents on the track for days before it ever came and went.When I was a little girl, I had the biggest backyard in the world.Sitting round the campfire that started from a spark,rolling down the gun barrel highway in the dark,making sure that I had all the room here in my heart for you.When I was a little girl, I had the biggest backyard in the world.When I was a little girl, I had the biggest backyard in the world.