[Verse 1]
David never played guitar, he was a postman on a bike
He was just a simple man, he never needed city lights
From a small town called Sorrento, in 1945 he was a child
Oh, and David drank his whiskey as he sat and watched the game
He was a Collingwood supporter, but don't hold that against him
And one day, he had a daughter who taught him what it takes to raise her right
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, and nothing ever came for free for this, oh, so simple man
He worked for every dollar and he paid for every can
It was an honest life for an honest man
[Chorus]
Let's go back to Sorrеnto, oh, let's go back to the beach
And wе'll pick cowrie shells, have fish and chips with sand beneath our feet
Well, that simple life you loved, well, I think that's the life for me
That's the life I need
[Verse 2]
And David met a girl who would soon become his wife
And they had two kids and settled down, and built a little slice of
A little slice of heaven in a town they both called home, small town Sorrento
And as the time moves on, old Sorrento turned to Rye
He still read the morning paper and bet on horses every night
Now his kids got kids of their own, he was a grandpa overnight, overnight
David never played guitar, he was a postman on a bike
He was just a simple man, he never needed city lights
From a small town called Sorrento, in 1945 he was a child
Oh, and David drank his whiskey as he sat and watched the game
He was a Collingwood supporter, but don't hold that against him
And one day, he had a daughter who taught him what it takes to raise her right
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, and nothing ever came for free for this, oh, so simple man
He worked for every dollar and he paid for every can
It was an honest life for an honest man
[Chorus]
Let's go back to Sorrеnto, oh, let's go back to the beach
And wе'll pick cowrie shells, have fish and chips with sand beneath our feet
Well, that simple life you loved, well, I think that's the life for me
That's the life I need
[Verse 2]
And David met a girl who would soon become his wife
And they had two kids and settled down, and built a little slice of
A little slice of heaven in a town they both called home, small town Sorrento
And as the time moves on, old Sorrento turned to Rye
He still read the morning paper and bet on horses every night
Now his kids got kids of their own, he was a grandpa overnight, overnight
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