Where the bitumen turns to gravel and the gravel turns to dirt Down Long Gully Road, there's a ways to go And it's quiet there in the open air as the sun beats on the hills I can feel it still I can see it still Ohh, oh When the sun goes down over Violet Town Leans a ladder through the haze I'll meet you halfway, at the end of the day There's a presence there in the shire air As you're watching the light change We won tidy towns, but it ain't too tidy now Ohh, oh Ohh oh