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Great southern land by Icehouse Intro: A Em D
StAanding at the limit of an endless ocean stranded like a runaway,Em lost at sea city on a rainy day doDwn in the harbor watching as the grey clouds shadowA the bay looking everywhere 'cause EmI had to find you this is not the way thAat i remember it here anyone will tell you its Da prisoner island hidden in the summer Afor a million years
Great Southern Land, Amburned you black F A Am ASo you look into the land and it will tell you a story story 'bout a journeyEm ended long ago if you listen to the motion Dof the wind in the mountains maybe you can hear them talking like I dAo ". . they're gonna betEmray, they're gonna forget you are you gonna let theAm take you over this way . ."
Great Southern Land, GAmreat Southern Land F A you walk alone, lAmike a primitive man A and they make it work, witAmh sticks and bones, F see their hungry eyes, itsA a hungry home, Am I hear the sound,F of the stranger's voices, A I see their hungrAmy eyes, their hungry eyes F GAmreat Southern Land, GrFeat SouAmthern Land F Athey burned you black, black agaiAmnst the ground
AmGreat Southern Land, inF the sleeping sun A you walk alone withAm the ghost of time F they burned you black, blacAk against the ground Am and they make it work with rocksF and sand A AmI hear the sound oFf the stanger's voices A I see their hungry eyes, thFeir hungry eyes A AmGreat Southern Land, GreFat Southern Land A
Amyou walk alone, like a primitive man F you walk alone wiAth the ghost of time Am and they burned you black F Amyeah, they burned you black A AmGreat Southern Land F A Am