It's 10-to-5 on the Roebuck Plains
In my high-vis shirt
If they ever see me at the site again
I'll be covered in that dirt
Baby wanna carry the family name
But baby's still gotta work
I wanna love your better man
But I can't pretend it doesn't hurt

Why
Would you never write?
When it gets dry
I feel like I'm dying in Tom Price

Was it too much coffin cheating?
Or were you broken by the war?
This one's for Rob Seaton
And all those broken by divorce
Between the rubbish and the ravens
And always outside the law
I ain't misbеhaving
I'm just moving north, yeah

Why
Would you never writе?
When it gets dry
I feel like I'm dying in Tom Price

Well, I took some work in Darwin
Yeah, they paid me alright
But the whales screamed
Like children scream, I'll never sleep again at night
Then Tracy was perfect
But I could never tell her
I saw her crying on the curb
Without even a solitary umbrella

Why
Would you never write?
When it gets dry
I feel like I'm dying in Tom Price
Why
Would you never write?
When it gets dry
I feel like I'm dying in Tom Price

Dying in Tom Price
Dying in Tom Price
Dying in Tom Price