Lyrics:

Verse 1
Honey pack your bags, grab your old blue jeans
We're gonna go fishin' in a mountain stream
Well I know a little shack way up in the hills
Twenty five miles from Harrietville
In the high country
Verse 2
Honey you should see all the stars up there
They shine so bright through the cold night air
I'm gonna build you a fire that'll burn real hot
And I'll stay with you at the old camp hut
In the high country
Chorus
I've got my four-wheel drive and I'm ready to roll
I wanna go flyin' down and old dirt road
Up in the hills where the brumbies roam
This must surely be God's own
In the high country, in the high country
Verse 3
In the drought of 1882
The Maddisons brought the cattle through
>From Mountain Creek to the Staircase Spur
We'll follow the tracks where they pushed the herd
In the high country
Bridge
High country that's where I wanna be
Walkin' with you by a mountain stream
High country that's where I wanna go
Got my bags packed, I'm ready to roll
Chorus
I've got my four-wheel drive and I'm ready to roll
I wanna go flyin' down and old dirt road
Up in the hills where the snow gums stand
You can see forever across this land
I'm headin' for the hi - gh country
headin' for the hi - gh country
headin' for the high country
That's where I wanna go, High country ...