Paul Kelly - From saint kilda to kings cross

^G>From St. Ki^Eminlda to King's Cro^Css is thi^C/Brteen hours^Amin on a bus ^GI press my face a^Emingainst the glass and^C watch th^C/Be white lines ^Aminrushing past ^CAnd all around me ^Dfelt like all^Emin inside me And my^Amin body left me^C and my soul we^Dnt running ^GHave you ever^Emin seen king's Cros^Cs when th^C/Be rain i^Amins falling soft ^GI came in on the ^Eminevening bus fro^Cm Oxfor^C/Bd Street ^AminI cut across ^CAnd if the rain ^Ddon't fall too hard ^EminEverything shines just ^Aminlike a postcard ^CEverything goes ^Don just the same ^G

^CFairweather ^Cfriends are th^Ge hungriest friends ^CI keep my mouth well shut, I^Emin cross their open^G hands

^GI want to see the^Emin sun go down fro^Cm St. K^C/Bilda e^Aminsplanade ^GWhere the beach needs^Emin reconstruction^C, where t^C/Bhe palm tre^Amines have it hard ^CI'd give you all of^D Sydney Harbour ^EminAll that land,^Amin all that water, ^Cfor that one swe^Det promenade. ^CI'd give you all o^Df Sydney Harbour ^EminAll that land,^Amin all that water, ^Cfor that one sweet^D promenade.