sound. Disappear without a trace Ohh oh, I'm going southbound. Ohh oh, I'm going southbound Driftin' like a drover. Chasin' my career. From the ships docked in the harbor. New horizons will appear
true They take to the sky. Southbound Pachyderm Pinholes through cardboard. At the Sun. Passing the bucks by one by one. Leaving nothing in return Watching the majest blow past. Speculating which
Southbound again don't know if I'm going or leaving home. Southbound again don't know if I'm going or leaving home. Boy got to be moving, seems like the boy is bound to roam Every single time roll
sound. Disappear without a trace. . I'm going southbound. . Drifting like a drover. Chasing my career. From the ships docked in the harbour. New horizons will appear. . Tumbling with the
