[Verse]

The black warrior stands in the desert haze

A flask of gin in the sun’s cruel blaze

He laughs at the heat with a fiery grin

And shares his spirit with the wind

[Verse 2]

A tramp stumbles by with dust on his face

A slice of damper his only grace

The warrior nods with a knowing eye

Gin for bread beneath the open sky

[Chorus]

Trade me your damper for a sip of my sin

Out here we’re all just kin in the wind

Life’s a barter beneath the sun’s glare

What’s mine is yours if you dare

[Verse 3]

The tramp took a swig and wiped his brow

Said life tastes better when shared somehow

The warrior chuckled his voice like a drum

Out here in the wild the rules are none

[Bridge]

The sand whispers tales of days long gone

Where survival’s a song and the road is long

They toast to the stars as the night creeps in

Two souls united by bread and gin

[Chorus]

Trade me your damper for a sip of my sin

Out here we’re all just kin in the wind

Life’s a barter beneath the sun’s glare

What’s mine is yours if you dare