Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Will's in the header, cutting through the gold,
Fields stretch wide, with stories to be told.
Nathan’s right behind him, chasing down the line,
Sarah in the chaser bin, watching the sun shine.


(Chorus)
It's harvest time in Quambatook tonight,
Working ‘neath the stars, till the morning light.
Thirty degrees plus, sweat’s pouring down,
Mack truck rolling in, it’s the talk of the town.


(Verse 2)
Danny's in the mack truck, hauling grain so fine,
Through the paddocks and the dust, it’s a race against time.
Stacking up the harvest, every bushel counts,
Working until sundown, as the sun begins to bounce.


(Chorus)
It's harvest time in Quambatook tonight,
Working ‘neath the stars, till the morning light.
Thirty degrees plus, sweat’s pouring down,
Mack truck rolling in, it’s the talk of the town.


(Bridge)
And when the rain comes pouring down,
We'll be safe and sound, with our crops all around.
Every laughter shared, every moment spent,
In these golden fields, this life is heaven-sent.


(Chorus)
It's harvest time in Quambatook tonight,
Working ‘neath the stars, till the morning light.
Thirty degrees plus, sweat’s pouring down,
Mack truck rolling in, it’s the talk of the town.


(Outro)
So grab your mates, let’s make this last,
Through the fields we’ll run, leave our worries in the past.
Together we’ll toil, together we’ll thrive,
In Quambatook, where our hearts come alive.