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From: s.coombs@mailbox.uq.oz.au (Steve Coombs)
Subject: CRD: From St. Kilda to King's Cross by Paul Kelly

>From St. Kilda to King's Cross by Paul Kelly (from the "Post"
album).  A beautiful song (but personally I prefer Brisbane :)).

Any comments, corrections or even thanks are welcome


Intro:

G      |Em9    |C   C/B  Am9  X2


G              |Em9             |C        C/B        Am9    |
>From St. Kilda to King's Cross is thirteen hours on a bus

G                |Em9                |C        C/B
I press my face against the glass and watch the white lines

Am9              |
rushing past

C                 |D            |Em9
And all around me felt like all inside me

      |Am9         |C              |D          |
And my body left me and my soul went running

G            |Em9             |C        C/B     Am9          |
Have you ever seen king's Cross when the rain is falling soft

G                |Em9           |C      C/B      Am9          |
I came in on the evening bus from Oxford Street I cut across

C               |D                  |
And if the rain don't fall too hard

Em9                   |Am9            |
Everything shines just like a postcard

C               |D                |G        |
Everything goes on just the same


C           |C             |G                 |
Fairweather friends are the hungriest friends

C                           |Em9             G     |
I keep my mouth well shut, I cross their open hands


Solo :

G      |Em9    |C   C/B  Am9  X2

C    |D     |Em9   |Am9   |C    |D    |

G                |Em9       |C        C/B   Am9          |
I want to see the sun go down from St. Kilda esplanade

G                     |Em9           |C        C/B        Am9        |
Where the beach needs reconstruction, where the palm trees have it hard

C                  |D
I'd give you all of Sydney Harbour

Em9          |Am9            |
All that land, all that water,

C                 |D           |
for that one sweet promenade.

C                  |D
I'd give you all of Sydney Harbour

Em9          |Am9            |
All that land, all that water,

C                 |D           |
for that one sweet promenade.


End:

G      |Em9    |C   C/B  Am9  | (repeat to fade)