Lyrics Lee Kernaghan

Lee Kernaghan

The Way It Is

It's a plume of dust down an old dirt road

And hanging off the rails at the rodeo

A back veranda with creaking boards

And the dark range of a thunderstorm

It's the stockman's bar at an old bush pub

And chasing mickey's though the scrub

It's planting seeds and praying for rain

And the red dust running through your veins

It's the way it is, it's the way it goes

When my wheels hit the gravel road it feels like home

It's the way of life, it's the life I live

And I'm right where I want to be

That's the way it is

It's a corrugated iron shed

And work boots on a backdoor step

Scones in the oven and preserves in jars

Talking prices at the sale yards

It's long straight roads and one horse towns

And sheep dogs bringing the mob around

It's she'll be right and having a go

It's good on ya mate and what do ya know?

It's the way it is, it's the way it goes

When my wheels hit the gravel road it feels like home

It's the way of life, it's the life I live

And I'm right where I want to be

That's the way it is

Its the eerie still in the grey of dawn

Fields of wheat and rows of corn

A rusty tank and flaking paint

A weary digger on ANZAC day

Its the dream time land and uluru

Aborigine didgeridoo

Its battered hats and calloused hands

The spirit of a hard won land

It's the way it is, it's the way it goes

When my wheels hit the gravel road it feels like home

It's the way of life, it's the life I live

And I'm right where I want to be

That's the way it is