Great Southern Land chords

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G#m _ _ E _ A _ _ _ _ _ .
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_ _ Am _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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Spending A half an hour in the ocean, spending like a Bm runaway, I lost that TV.
B Sitting A on a rainy day down in the harbor, watching as the F#m grey B clouds shatter that baby.
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_ E Looking Am everywhere cause I had to find you, this is not the B way that I remember it here.
E Anyone will Am tell you it's a prison island, hidden E in the summer B for a million years.
Great Southern F#m C#m land, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
the new back.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ So you look into A the land, it will tell you a story, a story E about a B journey, and a long ago.
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Listen to A the motion of the wind in the mountain, maybe B you can hear them talking like I do.
They're E gonna betray Am you, they're gonna forget you, or you're gonna E let them B take you over that way.
Great Southern C#m land, _ _ great Southern land, _ _ you walk alone _ like a primitive _ _ man.
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Everything here, _ _ _ _ there's sticks and bones, _ see the hungry eyes, _ _ _ it's a C# hungry home.
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_ _ G#m _ hear the sound _ of the stranger _ voices, _ see the hungry _ eyes, _ _ they're hungry eyes.
Great C#m Southern land, _ _ _ great Southern _ land, _ _ they bring you _ back, _ back against the C# ground.
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Standing at A the limit of an endless ocean, stranded like F#m a runaway that lost B that sea.
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Sitting A on a rainy day down in the harbor, _ watching E as the grey clouds B shatter that baby.
Looking A everywhere, Am I had to find you, this E is not the way that I B remember it here.
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E Anyone will tell A you it's a prison island, E hidden in the summer for a B million years.
Great Southern F#m land, _ C#m _ you sleep in the sun, _ _ you walk _ alone.
_ _ Feel the coast of time, _ _ feel it burn you black, _ _ _ back against the ground.
_ _ And the naked _ world, _ feel the rocks C# dancing.
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_ _ _ G# I hear the sound _ _ of the stranger voices, _ _ see the hungry _ eyes, _ _ they're hungry eyes.
C#m Great Southern land, _ _ _ great Southern _ land, you walk _ alone.
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Primitive man, _ _ you walk _ alone.
_ _ Feel the coast of time, _ _ and it burn you _ black, _ yeah, they burn you _ black.
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Great Southern land, _ _ great _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Southern _ land, great _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Southern _ land.
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