Tune: Born to be wild
Keep the pulks a movin',KNP's a highway.Looking for Jagungal,And whatever comes our way.
Sliding fast is the way I want it,Load behind me can make it easy.On descending into warm Schlink Hilton,Where we stay if the weather's breezy.Pulks when it's wild.
Up we climbed that morning,From the power station.Road had many gaspings,Sweat and dissipation.
So we stopped at Horse Camp,Hut it was a filling.In our tents we slept snug,Weather was a chilling.
Sliding fast is the way I want it,Load behind me can make it easy.On descending into warm Schlink Hilton,Where we stay if the weather's breezy.Pulks when it's wild.
Wind was blowing Schlink Pass,One pulk it was broken.Later reunited,And the wind had spoken.
Finally made Mawsons,Jagungal it did beckon.People were too tired.Which we did not reckon.
Sliding fast is the way I want it,Load behind me can make it easy.On descending into warm Schlink Hilton,Where we stay if the weather's breezy.Pulks when it's wild.
Skied back over Kerries.Sun it was now shining.Lobbed into Schlink Hilton.Where we had fine dining.
Last night was at Horse Camp,Chicken curry dinner.Even had a fine wine,And it was a winner.
Now we're planning next year,Come in from the east side.Cesjacks we will get to,Then to Jagungal we glide.
Sliding fast is the way I want it,Load behind me can make it easy.On descending into warm Schlink Hilton,Where we stay if the weather's breezy.Pulks when it's wild.
Bushwalk
