About a hundred years ago
A man came here in search of gold
And the shack he built is standin' still
About half a mile from Dumphy's Hill
There ain't no-one for miles around
The bubblin' creek's the only sound
Well honey, I need a fix of you
'Cause we've got some catchin' up to do
Back to the shack and the mountain nights
Wrapped in a rug by the fire light
I need you baby, like I did back then
Back to the shack, back where it all began
There's a place we used to go
Down by the creek past the wombat hole
We'll lay the blanket on the ground
And I'll stay with you 'til the sun goes down
Back to the shack and the mountain nights
Wrapped in a rug by the fire light
I need you baby, like I did back then
Back to the shack, back where it all began
If these ancient walls could speak
They'd tell the tale of Growler's Creek
And maybe in a hundred years
They'd recall the lovin' we made here
Back to the shack and the mountain nights
Wrapped in a rug by the fire light
I need you baby, like I did back then
Back to the shack, back where it all began
Back to the shack and the mountain nights
Wrapped in a rug by the fire light
I need you baby, like I did back then
Back to the shack, back where it all began
Ooh, back to the shack
Ooh, goin' back to the shack
Ooh, back to the shack
Ooh, goin' back to the shack
