Lyrics
I ve got my four-wheel drive and i m ready to roll, from mountain creek to the staircase spur, i wanna go flying up an old dirt road
Honey pack your bags, in the high country, we re gonna go fishin in a mountain stream
Well i know a little shack way up in the hills, in the high country
I m gonna build you a fire that ll burn real hot, in the high country, in the high country
In the high country, twenty five miles from harrietville, honey pack your bags
Headin for the high country, headin for the hi gh country, the maddisons brought the cattle through
in the drought of 1882
This land must be surely be gods own, that s where i wanna go, in the high country
Honey you should see all the stars up there, i m gonna build you a fire that ll burn real hot
I ve got my four-wheel drive and i m ready to roll, in the high country
High country that s where i wanna be walkin with you by a mountain stream, i wanna go flying up an old dirt road, we ll follow the tracks where they pushed the herd
This land must be surely be gods own, headin for the high country
Honey pack your bags, that s where i wanna go
I m ready to roll, headin for the high country Country, grab your old blue jeans
We re gonna go fishin in a mountain stream, we re gonna go fishin in a mountain stream Country, well i know a little shack way up in the hills
and i ll stay with you at the old camp hut
In the high country, well i know a little shack way up in the hills
from mountain creek to the staircase spur
That s where i wanna go, i m headin for the hi gh country
In the high country, honey pack your bags, well i know a little shack way up in the hills
this land must be surely be gods own
In the drought of 1882, i wanna go flying up an old dirt road
I wanna go flying up an old dirt road, honey pack your bags
we ll follow the tracks where they pushed the herd
the maddisons brought the cattle through
Headin for the high country, and i ll stay with you at the old camp hut, this land must be surely be gods own
and i ll stay with you at the old camp hut
we re gonna go fishin in a mountain stream
Honey pack your bags, i wanna go flying up an old dirt road
honey pack your bags
In the high country, i ve got my four-wheel drive and i m ready to roll
We ll follow the tracks where they pushed the herd, in the high country Lee, high country that s where i wanna be walkin with you by a mountain stream
we ll follow the tracks where they pushed the herd
We re gonna go fishin in a mountain stream, grab your old blue jeans
