Kosciusko

Right after church on Sunday
Out on the alpine road
Daddy went looking for God’s own country
Where the Snowy River flowed

There was plenty of road to drive on
There was plenty of time to kill
We were screaming in the back of an English car
While Daddy tried to hold that hill

Kosciusko, Kosciusko
Sunday driving high on a switchback road

St.Christopher was on the dashboard
Shining like a lucky charm
We were watching the old man breaking down
He was meant to keep us safe from harm

Back wheels spinning on that hairpin bend
Half way up the Geehi Wall
Saw the sweat running down the side of his head
I said, “Daddy are we gonna fall?”

Kosciusko, Kosciusko
Sunday driving high on a switchback road

I never get over the first time
When I saw that he was not that strong
Saw the white knuckles riding on the steering wheel
And I knew that he could steer me wrong

Looking down from a thousand feet
Half way up the Geehi Wall
Saw the sweat running down the side of his head
I said, “Daddy are we gonna fall?”
From Kosciusko, Kosciusko,
Sunday driving high on a switchback road

Kosciusko, Kosciusko
Sunday driving high on a switchback road