What did you want to see?
What did you want to be when you grew up?

To go away and not look back and think of what the others say
To go ahead and change your life without regard to what is said
And everyone must do the same
you find yourself lost again
forget the things you've left behind
through looking back you may go blind

I think I'll go on a walkabout
And find out what it's all about
Just me and my own two feet
In the heat I've got myself to meet
A detective of perspective I
Need to try to get a bigger eye
I could learn the art of life
On a walk I could find a wife
On a walkabout

You could do it in the city
You could do it in a zone
You could do it in a dessert
You could do the unknown
On a walkabout

High dessert skies are what I spy
So fly?you've got to wonder why
The stingrays must be fat this year
Moving slow in my lowest gear
The digirido original man with a dream
I believe the Aborigine
On a walkabout

You could do it with a shuffle
You could do it with a stroll
You could do it with a stride
You could do it all alone
On a walkabout

I've been sitting far too long
At home?I've got to get along
A walk could cure most all my blues
bare feet or in my two shoe
Bloodwood flowers in my gaze
Walkabout in a sunny daze
On a walkabout

I think I'll go on a walkabout
Find out what it's
Just me and my own two feet
In the heat I've got myself to meet
Use your legs to rock it wide
Take a ride to the other side

I think I¹ll go on a walkabout
And find out what it¹s all bout
Just me and my own two feet
In the heat I¹ve got myself to meet
A detective of perspective
I need to try to get a bigger eye
I could tern the art of life
In a walk I could find a wife
On a walkabout
You could do it in the city
You could do it in a zone
You could do it in a desert
You could do the unknown
On a walkbout
High desert skies are what I spy
So fly - you¹ve got to wonder why
The stingrays must be fat this year
Moving slow in my lowest gear
The digirido original man with a dream
I believe the Aborigene
On a walkabout
You could do it with a shuffle
You could do it with a stroll
You could do it with a stride
You could do it all alone
On a walkbout
I¹ve been sitting far too long
At home - I¹ve got to get along
A walk could cure most all my
Care feet or in my two shoes blues
Bloodwood flowers in my gaze
Walkabout in a sunny daze
On a walkabout
I think I¹ll go on a walkabout
Find out what it¹s all about
Just me and my own two feet
In the heat I got myself to meet
Use your legs to rock it wide
Take a ride to the other side