[ Предположительная тональность: C ] [Verse] Fm G Fm C G Traveling in a fried-out combie Fm G Fm C G On a hippie trail, head full of zombie Fm G Fm C G I met a strange lady, she made me nervous Fm G Fm C G She took me in and gave me breakfast And she said, [Chorus] F G Fm C G "Do you come from a land down under? F G Fm C G Where women glow and men plunder? F G Fm C G Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? F G Fm C G You better run, you better take cover." [Verse] Fm G Fm C G Buying bread from a man in Brussels Fm G Fm C G He was six foot four and full of muscles Fm G Fm C G I said, "Do you speak-a my language?" Fm G Fm C G He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich And he said, [Chorus] F G Fm C G "I come from a land down under F G Fm C G Where beer does flow and men chunder F G Fm C G Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? F G Fm C G You better run, you better take cover." [Verse] Fm G Fm C G Lying in a den in Bombay Fm G Fm C G With a slack jaw, and not much to say Fm G Fm C G I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me Fm G Fm C G Because I come from the land of plenty?" And he said, [Chorus] F G Fm C G "Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah) F G Fm C G Where women glow and men plunder? F G Fm C G Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? F G Fm C G You better run, you better take cover."
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