Great southern land by Icehouse
 Intro:                     
             
Standing at th

              
e limit of an 

                                   
endless ocean
              
stranded like 

          
a runaway, los

t at sea
              
city on a rain

        
y day down in 

the harbor
              
watching as th

              
e grey clouds 

      
shadow the bay
              
looking everyw

            
here 'cause I 

had to find yo

u
              
this is not th

        
e way that i r

emember it her

e
              
anyone will te

           
ll you its a p

risoner island
              
hidden in the 

       
summer for a m

illion years

              
Great Southern

            
 Land, burned 

                                                           
you black

             
So you look in

              
to the land an

          
d it will tell

 you a story
              
story 'bout a 

       
journey ended 

long ago
              
if you listen 

              
to the motion 

             
of the wind in

          
 the mountains
              
maybe you can 

              
hear them talk

            
ing like I do
              
". . they're g

             
onna betray, t


hey're gonna f

orget you
              
are you gonna 

       
let them take 

you over this 

way . ."

                                                         
              
Great Southern

            
 Land, Great S

                                                
outhern Land

              
you walk alone

            
, like a primi

                    
tive man
              
and they make 

            
it work, with 

              
sticks and bon

                  
es,
              
see their hung

             
ry eyes, its a

                       
 hungry home,
              
 I hear the so

             
und, of the st

              
ranger's voice

          
s,
              
I see their hu

            
ngry eyes, the

                      
ir hungry eyes
            
Great Southern

             
 Land, Great S

                       
outhern Land
             
they burned yo

              
u black, black

            
 against the g

          
round

            
Great Southern

             
 Land, in the 

                         
sleeping sun
              
you walk alone

            
 with the ghos

                      
t of time
              
they burned yo

             
u black, black

              
 against the g

                     
round
              
and they make 

              
it work with r

                                   
ocks and sand
            
I hear the sou

             
nd of the stan

                        
ger's voices
              
I see their hu

             
ngry eyes, the

                           
ir hungry eyes
            
Great Southern

             
 Land, Great S

                           
outhern Land
             
            
you walk alone

              
, like a primi

                 
tive man
              
you walk alone

             
 with the ghos

                   
t of time
              
and they burne

                        
d you black
            
yeah, they bur

                     
ned you black
            
Great Southern

                                       
 Land