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Cold Chisel; Khe Sanh chords and words INTRO: Ab Eb/G Fm Eb Db Ab/C Bbm Eb verse 1:
FmI left my heart to the Dbsappers round Khe SAbanhAbsus4 Ab Eb/G Fm Db Eb Fm/Eb Eb And i sold my soul with my cigaretts to the black market man EdimI've had the FmVietnam cold turDbkey from the oAbcean to the silver ciDbty And it's oBbmnly other VGbets could undersEbtand Fm Eb/G Eb
verse 2
About the lonFmg forgotten docDbkside guarenteAbes Absus4 Ab Eb/G How there were Fmno V-dEbay hDberoes in nineEb/Gteen seFmventy tEbhree How we saFmiled into Sydney HarDbbour saw an oAbld friend but I couldn't kDbiss her She was linedBbm, and I was hEbome to the lucky laAbnd Db Ab Eb/G
verse 3:
And she was liFmke so many mDbore from that time Abon Absus4 Ab Eb/G Fm Eb Db Eb Fm/Bb Eb Edim Their lives were all so empty, till they'd found their chosen one And their leFmgs were often opDben but their mAbinds were always clDbosed Bbm Gb Eb Fm/Bb Eb Edim And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains
verse 4:
And the lFmegal pads were yeDbllow, hours lAbong, paypAbsus4ackets lAbean Eb/G Fm Db Eb Fm/Bb Eb Edim And the telex writers clattered were the gunships once had been But the cFmar parks made me jDbumpy And it nAbever stopped the drDbeams or the grBbmowing need for spEbeed and novacAbaine Db Ab
verse 5:
So I wFmorked across the coDbuntry eAbnd Absus4to end Ab Eb/G Fm Db Eb Fm/Bb Eb Edim Tried to find a place to settle down, where my mixed up life could mend Held a Fmjob on an oilDb-rig flying choAbppers when I coDbuld Bbm Gb Eb Fm/Eb Eb Edim But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend
verse 6:
And I've trFmavelled round the woDbrld from year to yAbear Absus4 Ab Eb/G Fm Db Eb Fm/Bb Eb And each one's found me aimless, one more year the worse for wear And i'Edimve been bFmack to South East ADbsia but the aAbnswer sure aint thDbere But I'm drBbmifting North to cEbheck things ouit agAbainDb Ab
this fills the next bit: Fm Db Ab Absus4 Ab Eb/G Fm Db Eb Fm/Bb Eb Edim Fm Db Ab Db Bbm Eb Ab Db Ab Eb/G verse 7:
You know the lFmast plane out of SDbydney's almost gAbone Absus4 Ab Eb/G Fm Db Eb Fm/Bb Eb Only seven flying hours and i'll be landing in Hong Kong TheEdimre aint noFmthin like the kiDbsses From a jAbaded Chinese PrDbincess Bbm Gb Eb Fm/Eb Eb Edim I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong matress all night long
verse 8:
Well know the lFmast plane out of SDbydney's almost gAbone Absus4 Ab Eb/G Fm Db Eb Fm/Bb EB You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone aEdimnd it's reFmally got me woDbrried I'm goin nAbowhere and I'm in a huDbrry And the laBbmst plane out of SEbydney's almost gAbone Eb/G
WFmell know the last Dbplane out of SydAbney'sAbsus4 almost AbgonEb/Ge Fm Db Eb Fm/Bb EB You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone aEdimnd it's reFmally got me woDbrried I'm goin nAbowhere and I'm in a huDbrry And the laBbmst plane out of SEbydney's almost gAbone Db Ab Db Ab
This also sounds great just on piano, top song. - Sam Mather