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Down Under

Am	       G	  Am    F-G
Traveling in a fired out combie
Am	    G		  Am	  F-G
On a hippie trail head of zombie 
Am	          G               Am	   F_G
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
Am	     G		       A       F      G
She took me in and gave me breadfast,     and she said

Chorus:
	C		  G	     Am    F-G
	Do you come from a land down under
	C	        G	 Am	  F-G
	Where women glow and men chunder
	C			   G         Am         F-G
	Can�t you hear,   can�t you hear the thunder
	      C		      G		Am     F-G
	You better run, you better take cover

Am		    G	   Am        F-G
Buying bread from a man in Brussels
       Am       G		 Am	 F-G
He was six foot four and full of muscles
Am	  G               Am         F-G
I said,   Do you speak my language? 
Am		    G		      Am	F     G
He just smiled and gave me a vegamite sandwich.       He said


Chorus

Am	   G	  Am    F-G
Lying in a den in Bombay
Am	     G			 Am	F-G
With a slack jaw and not much to say
Am	      G			       Am	 F-G
I said to the man,   Are you trying to tempt me?
Am	       G		Am	 F   G
Because I come from the land of plenty       and he said

Chorus

Instrumental

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