DOWN UNDER

by Men At Work
(Colin Hay)


Tr(D)aveling in a fr(A)ied-out combie(Bm)      G    A
(D)On a hippie tra(A)il, head full of zom(Bm)bie  G  A
(D)I met a strange la(A)dy, she made me ner(Bm)vous  G  A
(D)She took me in(A) and gave me break(Bm)fast
(G)And(A) she said,

(Chorus)

"Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,

"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder
You better run, you better take cover."

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

"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."



  D     A     Bm    G  A
E-2--x--0--0--2--2--3--0--
A-3--x--2--2--3--3--3--2--
D-2--0--2--2--4--4--0--2--
G-0--2--2--2--4--4--0--2--
B-x--3--0--0--2--2--2--0--
E-x--2--x--x--x--x--3--x--

Surprise your friends with this one!
Enjoy!!

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