Cradle Mountain

I rode my horse to Cradle Mountain

We barely made a scene

Trudging through, wasting nothing

Hiding beneath the leaves

I took my body to the river

And left it all behind

I kissed the ones who loved me dearly

They said with their hand in mine

"Do you know where you're gonna go?"

And "This town will always let you down"

Here goes a wayward soul

A lonely broken sailor

Here goes a wayward soul

The mountain is her home

Here goes a wayward soul

A lonely broken sailor

Here goes a wayward soul

The mountain is her home

I rode my horse to Cradle Mountain

Galloped through the green

Weaving in and weaving out of

Roots of the olive trees

I took my journal to the south-east

And lit my soul afire

I broke the harness off the wild beast

He said with his hand in mine

"Do you know where you're gonna go?"

And "This town will always let you down"

Here goes a wayward soul

A lonely broken sailor

Here goes a wayward soul

The mountain is her home

Here goes a wayward soul

A lonely broken sailor

Here goes a wayward soul

The mountain is her home