Oh Come Pity Me a Poor Mad Sailor
Stranded On This Love
Here I Lie Like Driftwood Honey
Thing Is This What I´ve Become
I´ve Got High Over Down Under

At a Lady´s Will
Under You...
At a Lady´s Will
I´m Drifting Still
I´m Drifting Stillso I Ask in Fading Innocence
And All My Full Rage
Will Your Hand Still Touch Me When My Face Has Fallen in With Age
And I Go
High Over Down Under

At a Lady´s Will
Under You...
High Endless Down Under
At a Lady´s Will
Under You...

At a Lady´s Will
I´m Drifting Still
I´m Drifting Still
High Over Down Under...
At a Lady´s Will
High Endless Down Under
At a Lady´s Will