On a wet New England Highway hauling freight to
Camooweal a tired and weary driver fell asleep behind the wheel.
And the driver and his young bloke,
Both die on that homward run a wife
Lost her husband a mother lost her son.
Well the busted Kenworth was repaired and was soon back hauling
Frieght running produce to the market from Hay down to Adelaide.
And old was the new driver and he's not one to spin a lie
This is his story of the boy in the aerodyne
It was goin on 3am out on a moonlight road old
Nev was gettin spongey still a long way from home
He scanned across the gauges then sitting at his side
Out of nowhere there appeared a ghostly vision of a child
Well the ghost just started and blinked looked him square in the face.
Startled Nev just stuttered how ya goin little mate
But he didn't say a word and in a moment he was gone.
Old Nev was shaken up but wide awake he carried on.
When the road is hard and the night
Is long you get so tired you can't go on
His guardian Angel at your side a ghostly mate the boy in the aerodyne
Over many months that followed the boy appeared in the cab but only
Late at night when Nev was tiring somethin bad then finally Nev told
Steve his mate but Steve could only scoff he said hey
Nev you're in The Horrors mate you must be goin soft.
Then on a hay Newcastle run Steve had to take the shift when up round
Sandy Harlow the rig began to drift it was then the ghost appeared
Steve thought he'd his mind the main spring
Lead had snapped the boy had saved his life.
When the road is hard and the night
Is long you get so tired you can't go on
His guardian Angel at your side a ghostly mate the boy in the aerodyne
Well the years took their toll old Nev finally gave it all away
And sold the old rig to a bloke over there in WA.
And the stories filtered back about the ghost of the boy who died
Still watching over weary drivers in that old Aerodyne
When the road is hard and the night
Is long you get so tired you can't go on
His guardian Angel at your side a ghostly mate the boy in the aerodyne