He didn't said her name, 
He descibed her with a tear,
In 1952 he left that girl 
And made his way down here.
And the ocean raged around him, 
Cleansed his soul and sharpened his aim.
He [bad word] down to Queensland 
To cut the Sugarcane.

Birning field
Bow my head and bend my back 
And I will kneel.
I'll give the agenls thanks
For bringing me back
And guiding my hand in this land,
The Land of the Second Chance.

In '53 he bought a car
With the prceeds of the season.
He travelled three States,
Coast and bush wandering without a reason.
He was driving away her memory,
Driving himself insane.
Then he drove back up to Queensland
To cut the Sugarcane.

Birning field
Bow my head and bend my back 
And I will kneel.
I'll give the agenls thanks
For bringing me back
And guiding my hand in this land,
The Land of the Second Chance.

Troppo is not tropical it's Italian 
For crazy in the heat.
He got arranged to a Spanish girl
But she didn't like his canecutter's teeth.
That season he tripled his workload 
To prove he was worthy of her hand.
When he got back up to Rockhampton,
She'd taken off with a handsome man.

Five or six years on a gambler's [bad word] 
He woke up in Sydney one morning.
thousand miles south of his last night out,
So he took it as the angels warning.
That car got him a job 
 [bad word] aluminium window frames
Floating above the big city,
Far away from the Sugarcane.

Birning field
Bow my head and bend my back 
And I will kneel.
I'll give the agenls thanks
For bringing me back
And guiding my hand in this land,
The Land of the Second Chance. 

Forty-five years of married life,
Children and children's children.
He can still point to where he [bad word] the glass
And smiles when you recognise his buildings.
Most of his mates have seen the pearly gates
But there's a few that have survived.
They sit here and drink espresso
Like it's Florence - "Firenze, prima della guerra" (Florence, before the war).

Back in 1935
On a front table at Bill and Tony's 
He told me his story on Stanley Street.
little hard to understand
That day Mario got brand new teeth.
Fifty-three years he's been here 
And he says he's never looked back.
fortunate find for a lucky guy
The Land of the Second Chance.

Birning field
Bow my head and bend my back 
And I will kneel.
I'll give the agenls thanks
For bringing me back
And guiding my hand in this land,
The Land of the Second Chance.
The Land of the Second Chance.
The Land of the Second Chance.