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From: Waylon Smithers <i951612@redgum.bendigo.latrobe.edu.au> Subject: Cold Chisel - "Khe Sahn" Date: Mon, 21 Aug 1995 17:10:20 +1000 (EST) Cold Chisel "Khe Sahn" from Mike Hiltonwood - i951612@redgum.bendigo.latrobe.edu.au - the great Australian pub "do ya know how to play..." song
EmI left my heart to the Csappers 'round Khe GSahn Em& I sold my soul Cand ciggarettes to Dthe black market man EmI've had the Vietnam CCold Turkey from the Gocean to the Silver CCity Am F (FM7?) D but thats only other Vets could understand
Em'bout a long forgotten Cdock-side guaranGtee Emthere were no D-day Cheroes in D1973 Emand how we sailed into Sydney CHarbour, I saw an Gold friend but I couldn't Ckiss her she was Amloud and I was Fhome to the lucky Dland
( same chords ) She was like so many more from that time on their lives were all so empty 'til they found their chosen one Although their legs were often open, their minds were always closed and their hearts were held in fast suburban chains Now the last train out of Sydneys almost gone.....etc Date: Wed, 14 May 97 18:11:22 +1000 From: Dean Povey <povey@dstc.qut.edu.au> Khe Sanh - Cold Chisel ====================== Transcribed by Dean Povey (dean@psy.uq.edu.au) Chords ------ G 320003 D xx0232 Em 0220xx C x32010 Bm x24432 Am xx2210 G/F# 200003 Notation -------- h - Hammer on p - Pull off Riffs ----- Riff 1 Riff 2 e --------- e ---------| b --------- b ---------| g -----0-2- g -2h4p2---| d -0-2----- d ---------| Intro -----
Riff 1 G/ / D/ Riff 2 Em/ / D/ / C/ / Bm/ / Am/ / D/ /
Verse -----
I EmLeft my heart to the Csappers round, Khe SaGhn.G/F# G D And my Emsoul was sold with my Ccigarettes, to theD black market man. I've had the EmVietnam cold Cturkey, from the Gocean to the silver Ccity And it's Amonly other Fvets could underDstand. 'Bout the Emlong forgotten Cdockside guaranGteeG/F#s, G D How there were Emno V-day Cheroes in Dnineteen seventy-three; How we Emsailed into Sydney CHarbour, saw an Gold friend but I couldn't Ckiss her. She was Amlined, and I was Dhome to the lucky lGand C G D
Lyrics ------ 1. She was like so many more from that time on Their lives were all so empty, till they'd found there chosen one, And their legs were often open, But their minds were always closed, And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains 2. And the legal pads were yellow, Hours long paypackets lean, And the telex writers clattered Where the gunships once had been; But the carparks made me jumpy, And I never stopped the dreams, Or the growing need for speed and novacaine 3. So I worked across the country from end to end Tried to find a place to settle down, Where my mixed up life could mend, Held a job on an oil-rig, Flying choppers when I could, But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend. 4. And I've travelled round the world from year to year, And each one found me aimless One more year the worse for wear, And I've been back to South East Asia, And the answer sure ain't there, But I'm drifting north, To check things out again. 5. Well the last plane of Sydney's almost gone. And only seven flying hours, And I'll be landing in Hong Kong. And there ain't nothin' like the kisses From a jaded Chinese princess, I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long 6. Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone. You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone. And it's really got me worried, I'm going nowhere and I'm in a hurry. You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone.