Dreams were of the great outback
Astride a horse on a distant track

With dust and Spinifex under hoof
The Milky Way was your nightly roof

Such were the dreams of Australian boys
Before the coming of hi-tech toys

They are men today and wear their ties
Cocooned in buildings safe from flies

They have a debt and are working hard
Today they dream of the Out Backyard

The horse and saddle have given way
To ride-on mower from extra pay

The dusty track is ten yards in length
And runs past shrubs to the paling fence

The outback bore with native fauna
Is now the pond in the right back corner

Some in latter years, in car with caravan behind
Pursue the dream, with failing eyes and failing mind

For the rest, whose lives were hard
Contentment is the Out Back Yard.