Chords for ICEHOUSE LIVE - Great Southern Land @ Alexandra Hills QLD
Tempo:
120.85 bpm
Chords used:
A
C#m
C#
B
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
[G#m] [Bm]
[G#] [A]
[B]
[Am]
[A] [B]
[A]
[B]
[A]
[E] [B]
[A]
This is [E] not the way that [B] I remember you.
Anyone [A] will tell you it's not the way that I remember you.
It's a prison ride, even [B] in the summer for a million years, it's not [C#] the way that I remember you.
But you laugh, so you look [A] into the land, it'll tell you a story, a story [E] about a [B] journey ended long ago.
Listen [A] to the motion of the wind and mountains, maybe [E] you can hear me [B] talking like I do.
You're [E] gonna [A] be trained, you're gonna be captured, why you gonna [B] let them take you away from Great Southern [C#] Land?
Great Southern Land.
You walk along like [C#m] a primitive [C#] man, living in the deep world with sticks and bombs.
See the hungry eyes,
[C#m] it's a hungry heart.
[G#] I hear the sound of the stranger's voices.
[F#] [G#] See the hungry eyes, [F#] [G#m] they're hungry eyes.
Great Southern [C#] Land.
Great Southern Land.
[C#m] They're bloody black, like a cancerous [C#] ground.
[C#m] [A]
[E]
[A]
[F#m] [E]
[B] [C#m] [F#m] [A] [B]
[E] [C#]
[E] [G#m] [A]
[E] In the summer [B] for a million years, Great [E] Southern [C#] Land.
You sleep in tombs, you walk alone.
You're a ghost of time, living [C#m] 30 years black.
Like a cancerous [C#] ground, in a naked world, made of [C#m] rocks and sand.
[G#m] I hear the sound [D#] [G#] of the stranger's voices.
See the hungry eyes, they're hungry eyes.
Great [C#m] Southern Land.
Great Southern Land.
You walk along like a primitive [C#] man.
You walk alone.
You're a ghost of time, living [C#m] 30 years black.
Living 30 years black.
Great Southern Land.
[D] [C#]
[F#m] [C#m] [F#]
[C#] [C#m]
[F#m] [C#] [C#m]
[F#] [C#m]
[C#]
[C#m] [A] [N]
[G#m] [Bm]
[G#] [A]
[B]
[Am]
[A] [B]
[A]
[B]
[A]
[E] [B]
[A]
This is [E] not the way that [B] I remember you.
Anyone [A] will tell you it's not the way that I remember you.
It's a prison ride, even [B] in the summer for a million years, it's not [C#] the way that I remember you.
But you laugh, so you look [A] into the land, it'll tell you a story, a story [E] about a [B] journey ended long ago.
Listen [A] to the motion of the wind and mountains, maybe [E] you can hear me [B] talking like I do.
You're [E] gonna [A] be trained, you're gonna be captured, why you gonna [B] let them take you away from Great Southern [C#] Land?
Great Southern Land.
You walk along like [C#m] a primitive [C#] man, living in the deep world with sticks and bombs.
See the hungry eyes,
[C#m] it's a hungry heart.
[G#] I hear the sound of the stranger's voices.
[F#] [G#] See the hungry eyes, [F#] [G#m] they're hungry eyes.
Great Southern [C#] Land.
Great Southern Land.
[C#m] They're bloody black, like a cancerous [C#] ground.
[C#m] [A]
[E]
[A]
[F#m] [E]
[B] [C#m] [F#m] [A] [B]
[E] [C#]
[E] [G#m] [A]
[E] In the summer [B] for a million years, Great [E] Southern [C#] Land.
You sleep in tombs, you walk alone.
You're a ghost of time, living [C#m] 30 years black.
Like a cancerous [C#] ground, in a naked world, made of [C#m] rocks and sand.
[G#m] I hear the sound [D#] [G#] of the stranger's voices.
See the hungry eyes, they're hungry eyes.
Great [C#m] Southern Land.
Great Southern Land.
You walk along like a primitive [C#] man.
You walk alone.
You're a ghost of time, living [C#m] 30 years black.
Living 30 years black.
Great Southern Land.
[D] [C#]
[F#m] [C#m] [F#]
[C#] [C#m]
[F#m] [C#] [C#m]
[F#] [C#m]
[C#]
[C#m] [A] [N]
Key:
A
C#m
C#
B
E
A
C#m
C#
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_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [E] _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ This is [E] not the way that [B] I remember you.
_ Anyone [A] will tell you it's not the way that I remember you.
It's a prison ride, even [B] in the summer for a million years, it's not [C#] the way _ that I remember _ _ _ _ _ _ _ you.
But you laugh, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
so you look [A] into the land, it'll tell you a story, a story [E] about a [B] journey ended long ago.
_ Listen [A] to the motion of the wind and mountains, maybe [E] you can hear me [B] talking like I do.
You're [E] gonna [A] be trained, you're gonna be captured, why you gonna [B] let them take you away from Great Southern [C#] Land? _ _ _
Great Southern Land. _ _ _
You walk along _ like [C#m] a primitive _ [C#] _ man, living in the deep world _ _ with sticks and bombs. _ _ _
See the hungry _ eyes, _ _
[C#m] it's a hungry heart. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ I hear the sound _ of the stranger's voices.
[F#] _ [G#] _ See the hungry _ eyes, [F#] _ [G#m] _ they're hungry eyes.
Great Southern [C#] Land. _ _ _
Great Southern Land. _ _ _
[C#m] They're bloody black, _ _ _ like a cancerous [C#] ground. _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
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_ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [C#m] _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ [G#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] In the summer [B] for a million years, Great [E] Southern [C#] Land. _ _ _
You sleep in tombs, _ _ you walk alone. _ _ _
_ You're a ghost of time, _ _ living [C#m] 30 years black. _ _
Like a cancerous _ [C#] ground, _ _ in a naked _ world, _ _ made of [C#m] rocks and sand. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#m] _ I hear the sound _ [D#] _ [G#] of the stranger's voices.
_ See the hungry _ eyes, _ _ they're hungry eyes.
Great [C#m] Southern Land. _ _ _
Great Southern Land. _ _ _
You walk along _ _ like a primitive [C#] man. _ _
You walk alone. _ _ _
You're a ghost of time, _ _ _ living [C#m] 30 years black. _ _ _ _
Living 30 years black. _ _ _
Great Southern Land. _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [C#m] _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ This is [E] not the way that [B] I remember you.
_ Anyone [A] will tell you it's not the way that I remember you.
It's a prison ride, even [B] in the summer for a million years, it's not [C#] the way _ that I remember _ _ _ _ _ _ _ you.
But you laugh, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
so you look [A] into the land, it'll tell you a story, a story [E] about a [B] journey ended long ago.
_ Listen [A] to the motion of the wind and mountains, maybe [E] you can hear me [B] talking like I do.
You're [E] gonna [A] be trained, you're gonna be captured, why you gonna [B] let them take you away from Great Southern [C#] Land? _ _ _
Great Southern Land. _ _ _
You walk along _ like [C#m] a primitive _ [C#] _ man, living in the deep world _ _ with sticks and bombs. _ _ _
See the hungry _ eyes, _ _
[C#m] it's a hungry heart. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ I hear the sound _ of the stranger's voices.
[F#] _ [G#] _ See the hungry _ eyes, [F#] _ [G#m] _ they're hungry eyes.
Great Southern [C#] Land. _ _ _
Great Southern Land. _ _ _
[C#m] They're bloody black, _ _ _ like a cancerous [C#] ground. _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [C#m] _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ [G#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] In the summer [B] for a million years, Great [E] Southern [C#] Land. _ _ _
You sleep in tombs, _ _ you walk alone. _ _ _
_ You're a ghost of time, _ _ living [C#m] 30 years black. _ _
Like a cancerous _ [C#] ground, _ _ in a naked _ world, _ _ made of [C#m] rocks and sand. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G#m] _ I hear the sound _ [D#] _ [G#] of the stranger's voices.
_ See the hungry _ eyes, _ _ they're hungry eyes.
Great [C#m] Southern Land. _ _ _
Great Southern Land. _ _ _
You walk along _ _ like a primitive [C#] man. _ _
You walk alone. _ _ _
You're a ghost of time, _ _ _ living [C#m] 30 years black. _ _ _ _
Living 30 years black. _ _ _
Great Southern Land. _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [C#m] _ [F#] _ _ _ _
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