Back To The Shack

INTRO About a hundred years ago, A man came here in search of gold. And the shack he built is standin' still, About half a mile from Dumphy's Hill. There ain't no-one for miles around, The bubblin' creek's the only sound. Well honey, I need a fix of you, Cause we've got some catchin' up to do. Back to the shack and the mountain nights, Wrapped in a rug by the fire light. I need you baby, like I did back then, Back to the shack, back where it all began. There's a place we used to go, Down by the creek past the wombat hole. We'll lay the blanket on the ground, And I'll stay with you 'til the sun goes down. Back to the shack and the mountain nights, Wrapped in a rug by the fire light. I need you baby, like I did back then, Back to the shack, back where it all began. INSTRUMENTAL If these ancient walls could speak, They'd tell the tale of Growler's Creek. And maybe in a hundred years, They'd recall the lovin' we made here. Back to the shack and the mountain nights, Wrapped in a rug by the fire light. I need you baby, like I did back then, Back to the shack, back where it all began. Back to the shack and the mountain nights, Wrapped in a rug by the fire light. I need you baby, like I did back then, Back to the shack, back where it all began. Ooooh, back to the shack. Ooooh, goin' back to the shack. Ooooh, back to the shack. Ooooh, goin' back to the shack.