Red Sand lyrics
by Cold Chisel



Way out back of the CoolgardieRound the turn of the centuryTwo riders came out of the westThey were lookin' for the colour of goldTrading on an old red blanketTook 'em in a young boyPassed him on to a pearl luggerThat was Java bound outa Roebuck BayThe crew were mainly Manila menAnd the young boy must have knownHe'd never be back nowDown in the red sandManila-man got the macheteManila-man cut him down coldDie with the Balander boss on a luggerCould not have been moreThan twelve years oldLooking out on a clear skyAs the sun beats down on her headA mother aloneFails to understandAnd as the long years go byJust an old red blanket to dryThe tears for the sonWho'll never be homeDown in the red sand