Sides face grand square
Over hills and valleys, through mud and blinding rain
Through scorching sun and choking dust
They lurched and bumped and rattled, they helped Australia grow
They grabbed a slice of history, the wheels of Cobb & Co
Allemande and weave, Roll on, roll on the wheels of Cobb & Co
Take me back to a dusty track where the horses puff and blow
On into the history books, the coaches bumped and roared
Part of Australia's heritage, the wheels of Cobb & Co

Heads square thru count 'em 4 hands round
You make a right hand star
The heads star left, roll it one time and then
Same pair and do a dosado
Swing thru and then the boys trade
Swing the corner lady round and promenade
On into the history books, the coaches bumped and roared
Part of Australia's heritage, the wheels of Cobb & Co

Sides face grand square
A man named Freeman Cobb back in 1853
Brought about a coach line, to serve Victoria's need
Expanded to New Zealand, then New South Wales and so
Northward into Queensland rode the wheels of Cobb & Co
Allemande and weave, Roll on, roll on the wheels of Cobb & Co
Take me back to a dusty track where the horses puff and blow
On into the history books, the coaches bumped and roared
Part of Australia's heritage, the wheels of Cobb & Co

Sides face grand square
When the night is at its blackest, on some far out lonely track
The sound of racing hoofbeats, whiplashing them back
And frightened eyes of witnesses see them racing from the fog
A sweating team, a ghostly coach, Cobb & Co rolls on
Allemande and weave, Roll on, roll on the wheels of Cobb & Co
Take me back to a dusty track where the horses puff and blow
On into the history books, the coaches bumped and roared
Part of Australia's heritage, the wheels of Cobb & Co