We couldn't be further from home Oh no what's left of a journey of tears We cry like the curlew Oh Christ, save our souls and help hold our fears And it couldn't be darker than this Oh no, even with so much light in the sky And the sun burns forever We can't find the shade though we try and we try So, big river, don't fool me I'm depending upon a sign I'm relying upon your motion To carry these cares of mine And, big river, we're helpless And we bend to your every turn But not even our courage can help us As the big river runs on and on As the big river runs on and on and on To clear this bush will take a whole life I'm sure and even the lives of my sons But we dream of a harvest And oh how we'll feast when it finally comes And when sugar cane grows to the wind We'll think on that journey of tears And the murdering hold of the hellish George Fyfe will fade with the years So, big river, don't fool me I'm depending upon a sign I'm relying upon your motion To carry these cares of mine And, big river, we're helpless And we bend to your every turn But not even our courage can help us As the big river runs on and on As the big river runs on and on and on