Khe Sanh - Cold Chisel

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Cold Chisel; Khe Sanh

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INTRO:

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verse 1:

            
I left my hear

            
t to the sappe

              
rs round Khe S

   
anh
            
And i sold my 

              
soul with my c

            
igaretts to th

        
e black market

  
 man
         
I've had the V

             
ietnam cold tu

         
rkey 
            
from the ocean

              
 to the silver

   
 city 
           
And it's only 

            
other Vets cou

                 
ld understand 

verse 2

             
About the long

             
 forgotten doc

            
kside guarente

      
es 
              
How there were

        
 no V-day hero

          
es in nineteen

        
 seventy three

 
            
How we sailed 

              
into Sydney Ha

 
rbour
            
 saw an old fr

              
iend but I cou

       
ldn't kiss her
             
She was lined,

          
 and I was hom

              
e to the lucky

         
 land 
 

verse 3:

              
And she was li

          
ke so many mor

              
e from that ti

         
me on
            
Their lives we

          
re all so empt

              
y, till they'd

           
 found their c

    
hosen one
            
And their legs

              
 were often op


en
            
but their mind

              
s were always 

  
closed
            
And their hear

             
ts were held i

            
n fast suburba

           
n chains


verse 4:

            
And the legal 

            
pads were yell

            
ow, hours long

        
, paypackets l

   
ean
            
And the telex 

            
writers clatte

              
red were the g

       
unships once h

       
ad been 
            
But the car pa

             
rks made me ju


mpy
            
And it never s

             
topped the dre


ams
           
or the growing

            
 need for spee

            
d and novacain

      
e

verse 5:

            
So I worked ac

            
ross the count

       
ry end to end
            
Tried to find 

            
a place to set

              
tle down, wher

            
e my mixed up 

       
life could men

  
d
            
Held a job on 

      
an oil-rig
            
flying chopper

           
s when I could
           
But the nightl

             
ife nearly dro

             
ve me round th

         
e bend 

verse 6:

            
And I've trave

              
lled round the

            
 world from ye

             
ar to year
            
And each one's

            
 found me aiml

              
ess, one more 

       
year the worse

     
 for wear
          
And i've been 

            
back to South 

      
East Asia
            
but the answer

             
 sure aint the


re
           
But I'm drifti

             
ng North to ch

             
eck things oui

      
t again



this fills the next bit:

     
   /  
         


verse 7:

              
You know the l

            
ast plane out 

            
of Sydney's al

           
most gone
            
Only seven fly

            
ing hours and 

            
i'll  be landi

       
ng in Hong Kon

g
         
There aint not

             
hin like the k

           
isses
            
From a jaded C

         
hinese Princes

s
           
I'm gonna hit 

              
some Hong Kong

            
 matress all n

          
ight long

verse 8:

              
Well know the 

            
last plane out

            
 of Sydney's a

              
lmost gone
              
You know the l

            
ast plane out 

            
of Sydney's al

          
most gone
        
and it's reall

           
y got me worri

ed 
            
I'm goin nowhe

              
re and I'm in 

    
a hurry
           
And the last p

             
lane out of Sy

             
dney's almost 

   
gone  

            
Well know the 

            
last plane out

          
 of Sydney's a

    
lmost gone
              
You know the l

            
ast plane out 

            
of Sydney's al

          
most gone
        
and it's reall

           
y got me worri

ed 
            
I'm goin nowhe

              
re and I'm in 

    
a hurry
           
And the last p

             
lane out of Sy

             
dney's almost 

      
gone  


This also sounds great just on piano, top song.


 - Sam Mather

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