Sung by Lee Kernaghan from the album "The Outback Club" Transcribed by Stuart Kast Verse 1 E E Honey pack your bags, grab your old blue jeans D A E We're gonna go fishin' in a mountain stream E Well I know a little shack way up in the hills D A A Twenty five miles from Harrietville E E In the high country Verse 2 Honey you should see all the stars up there They shine so bright through the cold night air I'm gonna build you a fire that'll burn real hot And I'll stay with you at the old camp hut In the high country Chorus B B I've got my four-wheel drive and I'm ready to roll A A I wanna go flyin' down and old dirt road B B Up in the hills where the brumbies roam A A A This must surely be God's own E D E E In the high country, in the high country Verse 3 In the drought of 1882 The Maddisons brought the cattle through >From Mountain Creek to the Staircase Spur We'll follow the tracks where they pushed the herd In the high country Bridge E B High country that's where I wanna be A A Walkin' with you by a mountain stream E B High country that's where I wanna go A A Got my bags packed, I'm ready to roll Chorus I've got my four-wheel drive and I'm ready to roll I wanna go flyin' down and old dirt road Up in the hills where the snow gums stand You can see forever across this land E B A I'm headin' for the hi - gh country E D A headin' for the hi - gh country headin' for the high country That's where I wanna go, High country .....