Slim Dusty - Blue pacific rig

Oh, The ^Gdawn wind blows a^Cround my clothes as I ^Gwalk out to my ^Drig, I ^Gfeel complete climbing ^Cup to my seat of my ^Dblue pacific ^Grig. She's ^Cbig and fine, ^Fshe's all mine, she's ^Cpower from end to ^Gend, When those ^Cbig wheels roll deep with^Fin my soul, freedom is born a^Dgain. I'm gunna ^Groll once more on the ^CNullabor, a^Gcross this land so ^Dbig, The ^Gsmoke will rise over ^Cterrit'ry skies from my ^DBlue Pacific ^GRig.

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Ke^F#y C^Gha^G#nge

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[Verse 2]

Yes, the ^Aheat waves rise into ^Ddreamtime skies where the red centres wide and ^Ebig, The ^Adays are long but my ^Dgrip is strong on my ^EBlue Pacific ^ARig. ^DHeadin' north, ^Gsouth or west, to ^Dme it's all the ^Asame, I've got ^Dmates out there, scattered ^Aeverywhere, Just to mention the a few good ^Enames, Hey, there's ^ABob up north and ^DSpud down south, They're ^Aall worth a million ^Equid, Yeah. I ^Alive by the code of that ^Dlong black road, in my ^Eblue pacific ^Arig.

So let the ^Adiesel flow, there's a ^Dlong way to go, ^Abefore I'm home ^Eagain, I never ^Afeel alone, yeah it's ^Dhome from home in my ^Eblue pacific ^Arig. Hey.

So let the diesel flow, there's a ^Dlong way to go, be^Afore I'm home ^Eagain, I never ^Afeel alone, it's ^Dhome from home in my ^Eblue pacific ^Arig. Let's roll now, Hey!