Baptise the Ute

I saw the ute, I heard the voice

I knew I had to make her mine

Shiny and red, on the showroom floor

I scratched my name on the dotted line

I'm on a mission, the grand tradition

There's only one thing left to do

But there's a clay pan, there's a big old mud hole

Gonna take my brand new baby right on through

Baptise the ute, baptise the ute

You won't be satisfied until you do

Leave your mark, and break it in

You take it to the edge and back again, yeah

Ma, when she's in my rig, she feels the rumble

She loves to ride in my machine

She runs her fingers along the console

She says there's nowhere else she'd rather be

But I'm on a mission, grand tradition

If I play my cards just right

The motor's runnin' and things are hummin'

I reckon this could be my lucky night

Baptise the ute, baptise the ute

You won't be satisfied until you do

Leave your mark, break it in

Yeah, we take it to the edge and back again

Bugs on the bullbar

Fur on the side rails

Mud on the windscreen

'Cause we'll baptise the ute

Well, I'm on a mission, we have ignition

Gotta do what must be done

And when the, the ceremony has been completed

We'll start her up and do it all again

Baptise the ute, baptise the ute

You won't be satisfied until you do

Leave your mark, but break it in

We've got to take it to the edge and back again

Baptise the ute, baptise the ute

We've got to take her out and see what she can do

Leave your mark, you break it in

We got to take it to the edge and back again, yeah