Chords for Rick and Thel Carey - White Crosses In The Jungle
Tempo:
70.05 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
Cm
Eb
Gb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Gb] [G]
[Bb] [Eb] [F]
[Bb]
O'er the dawning and the sunrise on Australia's [F] golden hills,
By bugle call was greeted and the pealing [Bb] of the bells.
You ask if I remember, my eyes are [F] wet with tears,
Before me is a picture I've remembered [Bb] through the years.
White crosses in the jungle by a [F] still and silent bay,
Tell their own sad story of someone [Bb] far away.
Those crosses in the jungle, ain't they straight long [Cm] lines of [F] white,
Is the reason why there's weeping round the Anzac [Bb] shrine tonight.
[F]
[Bb]
For every cross that's standing [F] beside a tropic sea,
Somewhere a heart that's broken [Cm] lives on [Bb] in memory.
Maybe a grey-haired mother or a wife who just [F] can't forget,
Or some little boy and girl who still [Cm] cry for their [Bb] daddy yet.
White crosses in the jungle by a still and [F] silent bay,
Tell their own sad story of someone far [Bb] away.
Those crosses in the jungle, ain't they straight long [F] lines of white,
Is the reason why there's weeping round the Anzac [Bb] shrine tonight.
[Eb] [Bb] [F]
[Bb]
[F]
[Bb]
[Db]
[Bb] [Eb] [F]
[Bb]
O'er the dawning and the sunrise on Australia's [F] golden hills,
By bugle call was greeted and the pealing [Bb] of the bells.
You ask if I remember, my eyes are [F] wet with tears,
Before me is a picture I've remembered [Bb] through the years.
White crosses in the jungle by a [F] still and silent bay,
Tell their own sad story of someone [Bb] far away.
Those crosses in the jungle, ain't they straight long [Cm] lines of [F] white,
Is the reason why there's weeping round the Anzac [Bb] shrine tonight.
[F]
[Bb]
For every cross that's standing [F] beside a tropic sea,
Somewhere a heart that's broken [Cm] lives on [Bb] in memory.
Maybe a grey-haired mother or a wife who just [F] can't forget,
Or some little boy and girl who still [Cm] cry for their [Bb] daddy yet.
White crosses in the jungle by a still and [F] silent bay,
Tell their own sad story of someone far [Bb] away.
Those crosses in the jungle, ain't they straight long [F] lines of white,
Is the reason why there's weeping round the Anzac [Bb] shrine tonight.
[Eb] [Bb] [F]
[Bb]
[F]
[Bb]
[Db]
Key:
Bb
F
Cm
Eb
Gb
Bb
F
Cm
[Gb] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [Bb] _ [Eb] _ [F] _
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_ _ O'er the dawning and the sunrise on Australia's [F] golden hills,
By bugle call was greeted and the pealing [Bb] of the bells.
_ You ask if I remember, my eyes are [F] wet with tears,
Before me is a picture I've remembered [Bb] through the years.
White crosses in the jungle by a [F] still and silent bay,
Tell their own sad story of someone [Bb] far away.
_ Those crosses in the jungle, ain't they straight long [Cm] lines of [F] white,
Is the reason why there's weeping round the Anzac [Bb] shrine tonight. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ For every cross that's standing [F] beside a tropic sea,
Somewhere a heart that's broken [Cm] lives on [Bb] in memory.
Maybe a grey-haired mother or a wife who just [F] can't forget,
Or some little boy and girl who still [Cm] cry for their [Bb] daddy yet.
_ _ White crosses in the jungle by a still and [F] silent bay,
Tell their own sad story of someone far [Bb] away.
_ Those crosses in the jungle, ain't they straight long [F] lines of white,
Is the reason why there's weeping round the Anzac [Bb] shrine tonight.
_ [Eb] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
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_ _ _ [Bb] _ [Eb] _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ O'er the dawning and the sunrise on Australia's [F] golden hills,
By bugle call was greeted and the pealing [Bb] of the bells.
_ You ask if I remember, my eyes are [F] wet with tears,
Before me is a picture I've remembered [Bb] through the years.
White crosses in the jungle by a [F] still and silent bay,
Tell their own sad story of someone [Bb] far away.
_ Those crosses in the jungle, ain't they straight long [Cm] lines of [F] white,
Is the reason why there's weeping round the Anzac [Bb] shrine tonight. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ For every cross that's standing [F] beside a tropic sea,
Somewhere a heart that's broken [Cm] lives on [Bb] in memory.
Maybe a grey-haired mother or a wife who just [F] can't forget,
Or some little boy and girl who still [Cm] cry for their [Bb] daddy yet.
_ _ White crosses in the jungle by a still and [F] silent bay,
Tell their own sad story of someone far [Bb] away.
_ Those crosses in the jungle, ain't they straight long [F] lines of white,
Is the reason why there's weeping round the Anzac [Bb] shrine tonight.
_ [Eb] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
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