DOWN UNDER
by Men At Work
(Colin Hay)
Tr(D)aveling in a fr(A)ied-out combie(Bm) G A
(D)On a hippie tra(A)il, head full of zom(Bm)bie G A
(D)I met a strange la(A)dy, she made me ner(Bm)vous G A
(D)She took me in(A) and gave me break(Bm)fast
(G)And(A) she said,
(Chorus)
Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can`t you hear, can`t you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.
Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, Do you speak-a my language?
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,
I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can`t you hear, can`t you hear the thunder
You better run, you better take cover.
Lying in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, Are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?
And he said
Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can`t you hear, can`t you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.
D A Bm G A
E-2--x--0--0--2--2--3--0--
A-3--x--2--2--3--3--3--2--
D-2--0--2--2--4--4--0--2--
G-0--2--2--2--4--4--0--2--
B-x--3--0--0--2--2--2--0--
E-x--2--x--x--x--x--3--x--
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