Yorta Yorta Man
Yorta Yorta Man - Jimmy Little Verse 1 D I was born, on the banks, of the Murray, Bm Em A Yorta Yorta, is my Mothers, tribal land. A D I'm her son, but my father's name, I carry, Bm Em A D as I walk, through this great, and ancient land. Verse 2 D My father, taught me all the things, I needed, Bm Em A like identity, and dignity, with love. A D From his southern, tribal, coastal ways, of living, Bm Em A D Wallaga lake, and Gulaga Mountain, high above. Chorus: D Bm F# I'm a Koori, and I come from, Cummeragunja, Bm F# where my people and my dreaming all began. Bm A D Someday I know that I will be returning, Em A D like the legend of my tribal boomerang. Verse 3 Spoken: [if you wish to sing this verse, omit words in brackets] D My tribal ways are strong, and not forgotten, Bm Em A Though [all] my city ways of living,[well they] maybe grand. A D But you know, I could [pack it up, yes and] leave it, all tomorrow, Bm Em A D Sing: and go back, to my Yorta, Yorta land. Verse 4 D The nature, of the bush, in all its beauty, Bm Em A gives me strength, in my will, to understand. A D That no matter, where I go, my river people, Bm Em A D will be waiting, for this Yorta, Yorta Man. Spoken: Join me. Chorus: D Bm F# Sing: I'm a Koori, and I come from, Cummeragunja, Bm F# where my people, and my dreaming, all began. Bm A D Someday I know, I'll be returning, Em A D Bm Like the legend, of my tribal, boomerang, Em A D Bm Like the legend, of my tribal, boomerang, Em A D Fade: Like the legend, of my tribal, boomerang.