I saw the ute

I heard the voice

I knew i had to make her mine

Shiny and red, on the show room floor

I scratched my name on the dotted line



I'm on a mission, the Grand Tradition

Theres only one thing left to do

Theres a clay pan, theres a big old mud hole

Gunna take my brand new baby right on through



Chorus



Baptise the ute

Baptise the ute

You wont be satisfied until you do

Leave ya mark

Break it in

Take it to the edge and back again



When shes in my rig

She feels the rumble

She loves to ride in my machine

She runs her fingers, along the console

She sez theres no where else she'd rather be



But im on a mission, Grand Tradition

And if i play my cards just right

The motors runnin

And things are hummin,

I reckon this could be my lucky night



Chorus



Baptise the ute

Baptise the ute

You wont be satified until you do

Leave ya mark

Break it in

We'll take it to the edge and back again



Bridge



Bugs on the bullbar

Fur on the side rails

Mud on the windscreen

Cause we'll baptise the ute



Well im on a mission, we have ignition

We gotta do what must be done

When the ceremony has been completed

We'll start her up and do it all again



Chorus



Baptise the ute

Baptise the ute

You wont be satisfied until you do

Leave ya mark

Break it in

Take it to the edge and back again



Baptise the ute

Baptise the ute

Got to take her out and see what she can do

Leave ya mark

Break it in

Got to take it to the edge and back again



Yeahhhhhh