Olga and John got married out the back of the Grandview
John wore his best jeans
And Olga her very best smile
The celebrant got it done quick
Just as they'd requested
Soon the bar was congested
With revellers who'd travelled for miles
John had saved up five hundred
To put on the bar tab
Wished it could have been more
But money was tight
Five hundred can go a long way
Drinking in the right places
They all got off their faces
And danced through the January night
First couple of years were tough
Just like they should be
Nothing comes easy
Unless it's not worth very much
John got a job driving trucks
Between Seymour and Sydney
Transporting machinery
Engines and car parts and such
Olga kept up her shifts
At the furniture factory
Not much of a job
But there wasn't that many around
Soon they'd saved up enough
For a decent deposit
On a three-bedroom brick veneer
Just on the outside of town
Before they knew it
The four kids appeared in a hurry
They all came in a flurry
Seemed they were lucky in love
First came Suzanne
Then Sarah, then Stephen, then Sadie
She was a difficult baby
So Olga said four was enough
John was working long hours
In the Hume Highway traffic
Olga was working much harder
With four kids at home
Sometimes it all got too much
But they kept it together
At the end of their tether
They knew they were never alone
Kids got through school
Steve went to Melbourne for uni
And with his generic arts degree
Got a government job with good pay
Sue married a tradie
They're building a big house near Hilldene
Sare's teaching grade three
And Sadie's still finding her way
Olga and John love being at home
With the grandkids
Seven already and number eight
Due any day
Who would have thought
At that wedding out back
Of the Grand View
That such luck would come through
All good things going their way