From Nowra to Tweed Heads to Timbuktu   I had a hell of a time just keeping up with you,   till one day I just let you go   Well you'd dance so bright till you'd be on fire   Like the crest of a wave, like the top of a spire   Before slipping rung by rung down below      Now I won't stumble into you   Couldn't drag you from that wreckage you were heading to   You ain't no fatalist    I'm just trying to see things your way   Staring at the sea, toying with that dead wish      One of the first girls I ever romanced   I took you to her house and you began to dance to Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young   She smiled bemused and whispered who is this cat that you dragged in here   It was so funny that I started laughing till I almost burst a lung      Oh between the devil and the deep blue sea   That's where you were for a tiny eternity   No I won't be stumbling into you   Couldn't drag you from that wreckage   Drag you from that wreckage that you were heading to      Couldn't drag you from that wreckage you were heading to   Couldn't drag you from that wreckage you were heading to   Couldn't drag you from that wreckage, wreckage you were heading to