Chords for John Williamson - A Bushman Can't Survive
Tempo:
160 bpm
Chords used:
F#
C#
B
C#m
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
[B]
[C#]
[F#]
The city girl is happy [B] with her friends [C#m] and [F#] family life, [C#] appreciates a wine with him [F#] at night.
She tries to find the sparkle, [B] she [C#] searches but [F#] it's gone.
With lots of love [C#] she hopes he'll [F#] be alright.
Her man has gone all quiet, he's [B] not at ease.
[C#] He doesn't feel at home, he's [F#] hard to please.
He gets itchy feet, he's [B] tired of noises in the street.
[C#] He needs to walk for hours through [F#] the trees.
You see a bushman can't survive on [B] city lights,
[C#] opera, rock and roll and [F#] height of heights.
His moon shines on the silver [B] brigolo, shimmers down the inland river [C#] flow.
Out there where the yellow [F#] valley bites.
He's working with his hands today [B] [C#] on a [F#] building site.
He can [G#] smell the [C#] cypress [F#] on the floor.
He takes him to a sandy [B] ridge, [C#m] out [F#] amongst the pines.
No shearing,
[C#] no ploughing [F#] anymore.
His kelpy dog is tired and [B] fast asleep.
[C#] Sick of searching gardens [F#] for the sheep.
His master doesn't whistle tunes, [B] he's not in the mood.
[C#] His love of open spaces runs [F#] too deep.
Now a bushman can't survive on city [B] lights,
[C#] opera, rock and roll and [F#] height of heights.
His moon shines on the silver [B] brigolo, shimmers down the inland [C#] river flow.
Out there where the yellow [F#] valley bites.
He tries to please his woman, the lady [C#m]
[F#] of his life.
Standing [C#] at a party [F#] with a plate.
She finds him on the balcony, [C#m] staring at [F#] the moon.
That old [C#] familiar face he [F#] can relate.
[B]
[C#]
[F#]
His moon shines on the silver brigolo, [B] shimmers down the inland river [C#] flow.
Out there where the yellow valley [F#] bites.
[B]
[C#]
[B]
[F#]
[N]
[G#]
[B]
[C#]
[F#]
The city girl is happy [B] with her friends [C#m] and [F#] family life, [C#] appreciates a wine with him [F#] at night.
She tries to find the sparkle, [B] she [C#] searches but [F#] it's gone.
With lots of love [C#] she hopes he'll [F#] be alright.
Her man has gone all quiet, he's [B] not at ease.
[C#] He doesn't feel at home, he's [F#] hard to please.
He gets itchy feet, he's [B] tired of noises in the street.
[C#] He needs to walk for hours through [F#] the trees.
You see a bushman can't survive on [B] city lights,
[C#] opera, rock and roll and [F#] height of heights.
His moon shines on the silver [B] brigolo, shimmers down the inland river [C#] flow.
Out there where the yellow [F#] valley bites.
He's working with his hands today [B] [C#] on a [F#] building site.
He can [G#] smell the [C#] cypress [F#] on the floor.
He takes him to a sandy [B] ridge, [C#m] out [F#] amongst the pines.
No shearing,
[C#] no ploughing [F#] anymore.
His kelpy dog is tired and [B] fast asleep.
[C#] Sick of searching gardens [F#] for the sheep.
His master doesn't whistle tunes, [B] he's not in the mood.
[C#] His love of open spaces runs [F#] too deep.
Now a bushman can't survive on city [B] lights,
[C#] opera, rock and roll and [F#] height of heights.
His moon shines on the silver [B] brigolo, shimmers down the inland [C#] river flow.
Out there where the yellow [F#] valley bites.
He tries to please his woman, the lady [C#m]
[F#] of his life.
Standing [C#] at a party [F#] with a plate.
She finds him on the balcony, [C#m] staring at [F#] the moon.
That old [C#] familiar face he [F#] can relate.
[B]
[C#]
[F#]
His moon shines on the silver brigolo, [B] shimmers down the inland river [C#] flow.
Out there where the yellow valley [F#] bites.
[B]
[C#]
[B]
[F#]
[N]
[G#]
Key:
F#
C#
B
C#m
G#
F#
C#
B
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_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The city girl is happy [B] with her friends [C#m] and [F#] family life, _ _ _ _ _ [C#] appreciates a wine with him [F#] at night. _
_ _ _ She tries to find the sparkle, _ [B] she [C#] searches but [F#] it's gone.
_ With lots of love [C#] she hopes he'll [F#] be alright. _ _
_ _ _ Her man has gone all quiet, he's [B] not at ease. _
_ _ _ [C#] He doesn't feel at home, he's [F#] hard to please.
_ _ _ _ He gets itchy feet, he's [B] tired of noises in the street.
_ [C#] He needs to walk for hours through [F#] the trees. _
_ _ You see a bushman can't survive on [B] city lights, _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ opera, rock and roll and [F#] height of heights. _ _
_ _ _ His moon shines on the silver [B] brigolo, _ shimmers down the inland river [C#] flow.
Out there where the yellow [F#] valley bites. _
_ _ _ _ _ He's working with his hands today [B] _ [C#] on a [F#] building site.
_ _ He can [G#] smell the [C#] cypress [F#] on the floor. _
_ _ _ _ He takes him to a sandy [B] ridge, [C#m] out [F#] amongst the _ pines.
No shearing, _
[C#] no ploughing _ [F#] anymore. _ _
_ _ _ _ His kelpy dog is tired and [B] fast asleep.
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] Sick of searching _ gardens [F#] for the sheep. _
_ _ _ _ His master doesn't whistle tunes, _ [B] he's not in the mood.
_ _ [C#] His love of open spaces runs [F#] too deep. _
_ _ _ Now a bushman can't survive on city [B] lights, _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ opera, rock and roll and [F#] height of heights. _
_ _ _ _ His moon shines on the silver [B] brigolo, _ shimmers down the inland [C#] river flow.
Out there where the yellow [F#] valley bites. _
_ _ _ _ He tries to please his woman, _ the lady [C#m]
[F#] of his life.
_ _ _ Standing [C#] at a party [F#] with a plate. _
_ _ _ _ She finds him on the balcony, _ _ _ [C#m] staring at [F#] the moon.
_ _ That old [C#] familiar face he [F#] can relate. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ His moon shines on the silver brigolo, [B] _ shimmers down the inland river [C#] flow.
Out there where the yellow valley [F#] bites. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The city girl is happy [B] with her friends [C#m] and [F#] family life, _ _ _ _ _ [C#] appreciates a wine with him [F#] at night. _
_ _ _ She tries to find the sparkle, _ [B] she [C#] searches but [F#] it's gone.
_ With lots of love [C#] she hopes he'll [F#] be alright. _ _
_ _ _ Her man has gone all quiet, he's [B] not at ease. _
_ _ _ [C#] He doesn't feel at home, he's [F#] hard to please.
_ _ _ _ He gets itchy feet, he's [B] tired of noises in the street.
_ [C#] He needs to walk for hours through [F#] the trees. _
_ _ You see a bushman can't survive on [B] city lights, _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ opera, rock and roll and [F#] height of heights. _ _
_ _ _ His moon shines on the silver [B] brigolo, _ shimmers down the inland river [C#] flow.
Out there where the yellow [F#] valley bites. _
_ _ _ _ _ He's working with his hands today [B] _ [C#] on a [F#] building site.
_ _ He can [G#] smell the [C#] cypress [F#] on the floor. _
_ _ _ _ He takes him to a sandy [B] ridge, [C#m] out [F#] amongst the _ pines.
No shearing, _
[C#] no ploughing _ [F#] anymore. _ _
_ _ _ _ His kelpy dog is tired and [B] fast asleep.
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] Sick of searching _ gardens [F#] for the sheep. _
_ _ _ _ His master doesn't whistle tunes, _ [B] he's not in the mood.
_ _ [C#] His love of open spaces runs [F#] too deep. _
_ _ _ Now a bushman can't survive on city [B] lights, _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ opera, rock and roll and [F#] height of heights. _
_ _ _ _ His moon shines on the silver [B] brigolo, _ shimmers down the inland [C#] river flow.
Out there where the yellow [F#] valley bites. _
_ _ _ _ He tries to please his woman, _ the lady [C#m]
[F#] of his life.
_ _ _ Standing [C#] at a party [F#] with a plate. _
_ _ _ _ She finds him on the balcony, _ _ _ [C#m] staring at [F#] the moon.
_ _ That old [C#] familiar face he [F#] can relate. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ His moon shines on the silver brigolo, [B] _ shimmers down the inland river [C#] flow.
Out there where the yellow valley [F#] bites. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _
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