Artisto: | Cold Chisel (English) |
Uzanto: | Grant Jenkins |
Daŭro: | 180 sekundoj |
Komenca paŭzo: | 30 sekundoj |
Tononoma sistemo: | Ne definita |
Sakra: | |
Komentoj pri tabulaturo: | - |
[Verse 1]
Em C G
I left my heart to the sappers round, Khe Sahn.
Em C D
And my soul was sold with my cigarettes, to the black market man.
Em C G C
I've had the Vietnam cold turkey, from the ocean to the silver city
Am F D
And it's only other vets could understand.
[Verse 2]
Em C G
'Bout the long forgotten dockside guarantees,
Em C D
How there were no V-day heroes in nineteen seventy-three;
Em C G C
How we sailed into Sydney Harbour, saw an old friend but I couldn't kiss her.
Am D G C G
She was lined, and I was home to the lucky land
[Verse 3]
Em C G
She was like so many more from that time on
Em C D
Their lives were all so empty, till they'd found their chosen one,
Em C G C
And their legs were often open, but their minds were always closed,
Am F D
And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains
[Verse 4]
Em C G
And the legal pads were yellow, hours long paypackets lean,
Em C D
And the telex writers clattered where the gunships once had been;
Em C G C
But the carparks made me jumpy, and I never stopped the dreams,
Am D G C G
Or the growing need for speed and novacaine
[Verse 5]
Em C G
So I worked across the country from end to end
Em C D
Tried to find a place to settle down, where my mixed up life could mend,
Em C G C
Held a job on an oil-rig, flying choppers when I could,
Am F D
But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend.
[Verse 6]
Em C G
And I've travelled round the world from year to year,
Em C D
And each one found me aimless, one more year the worse for wear,
Em C G C
And I've been back to South East Asia, and the answer sure ain't there,
Am D G C G
But I'm drifting north, to check things out again.
[Instrumental]
Em C G
Em C D
Em C G C
Am D G C G
[Verse 7]
Em C G
Well the last plane of Sydney's almost gone.
Em C D
And only seven flying hours, and I'll be landing in Hong Kong.
Em C G C
And there ain't nothin' like the kisses from a jaded Chinese princess,
Am F D
I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long
[Verse 8]
Em C G
Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone.
Em C D
You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone.
Em C G C
And it's really got me worried, I'm going nowhere and I'm in a hurry.
Am D G C G
You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone.
[Verse 9]
Em C G
Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone.
Em C D
You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone.
Em C G C
And it's really got me worried, I'm going nowhere and I'm in a hurry.
Am D G C G
You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone.