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F (Fm7?) bDut thats only other Vets could understand 'Embout a long forgotten doCck-side guaranteeG tEmhere were no D-day heCroes in 197D3 aEmnd how we sailed into Sydney HaCrbour, IG saw an old friend but I coCuldn't kiss her sAmhe was loud and FI was home to the lDucky land She was like so many more from that time on their lives were all so empty 'til they found their chosen one Although their legs were often open, their minds were always closed and their hearts were held in fast suburban chains Now the last train out of Sydneys almost gone.....etc Chords------[G/f#] 200003 Notation--------h - Hammer on p - Pull off Riffs-----Riff 1 Riff 2 e --------- e ---------| b --------- b ---------| g -----0-2- g -2h4p2---| d -0-2----- d ---------|
Intro-----RiGff 1 /D / / Riff 2Em / / /D / / /C / / /Bm / / /Am D
Verse-----Em[G/f#] C G I GLeft Dmy heart to the sappers round, Khe Sahn. AnEmd my soul was sold with Cmy cigarettes, to thDe black market man. I'Emve had the VietCnam cold turkey, frGom the ocean to the siClver city AnAmd it's only oFther vets could unDderstand. Em[G/f#] C G 'BGout tDhe long forgotten dockside guarantees, HoEmw there werCe no V-day hDeroes in nineteen seventy-three; HoEmw we sailed into SydnCey Harbour, saw anG old friend but I couldn't kCiss her. ShAme was lined, and I Dwas home to the luckyG land C G D Lyrics------1. She was like so many more from that time on Their lives were all so empty, till they'd found there chosen one, And their legs were often open, But their minds were always closed, And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains 2. And the legal pads were yellow, Hours long paypackets lean, And the telex writers clattered Where the gunships once had been; But the carparks made me jumpy, And I never stopped the dreams, Or the growing need for speed and novacaine 3. So I worked across the country from end to end Tried to find a place to settle down, Where my mixed up life could mend, Held a job on an oil-rig, Flying choppers when I could, But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend. 4. And I've travelled round the world from year to year, And each one found me aimless One more year the worse for wear, And I've been back to South East Asia, And the answer sure ain't there, But I'm drifting north, To check things out again. 5. Well the last plane of Sydney's almost gone. And only seven flying hours, And I'll be landing in Hong Kong. And there ain't nothin' like the kisses From a jaded Chinese princess, I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long
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