Life in Port Augusta, things don't change Life in Port Augusta, remains the same The world goes by and the world gets strange Except in Port Augusta Road trains rollin' through the night to anywhere Headin' north to Alice or west out on the Eyre People they keep passin' by just like the time Sydney Melbourne Adelaide, Perth on down the line Way down the line Life in Port Augusta, things don't change Life in Port Augusta, remains the same The world goes by, and the world gets strange Except in Port Augusta Out there on the bypass doin' business night and day Fast food multi nationals sellin' plastic take away While the shops in town are closin' down Dried up dreams on stony ground You wonder why it always seems to end up this way Same old way Nobody seems to question or even wonder why Some towns get forgotten and left alone to die While out there on the highway faded signs Of glory days and memories in time Port Augusta time And the older generation in silence fade away No work for the younger folk no reason left to stay And out there on the highway there's a sign Find a better future down the line Way down the line Life in Port Augusta, things don't change Life in Port Augusta, remains the same The world goes by and the world gets strange Except in Port Augusta