Great southern land by Icehouse
 Intro: A        Em           D 
  A                                                            
Standing at the limit of an endless ocean
                        Em
stranded like a runaway, lost at sea
                      D
city on a rainy day down in the harbor
                                  A
watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay
                          Em
looking everywhere 'cause I had to find you
                      A
this is not the way that i remember it here
                         D
anyone will tell you its a prisoner island
                     A
hidden in the summer for a million years

                     Am                           F                    A                 Am
Great Southern Land, burned you black

A                                     
So you look into the land and it will tell you a story
                     Em
story 'bout a journey ended long ago
                            D                       
if you listen to the motion of the wind in the mountains
                                        A
maybe you can hear them talking like I do
                           Em
". . they're gonna betray, they're gonna forget you
                     A
are you gonna let them take you over this way . ."

                                                         
                      Am                              F              A        
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land

                 Am                             A
you walk alone, like a primitive man
                          Am                                F
and they make it work, with sticks and bones,
                          A                        Am
see their hungry eyes, its a hungry home,
                  F                                 A
 I hear the sound, of the stranger's voices,
                 Am                               F
I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes
 Am                    F      Am                     F
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
A                                Am                 
they burned you black, black against the ground

Am                     F                             A
Great Southern Land, in the sleeping sun
                   Am                             F
you walk alone with the ghost of time
                           A                                   Am
they burned you black, black against the ground
                            	F                               A
and they make it work with rocks and sand
Am                F                                 A
I hear the sound of the stanger's voices
                           F                           A
I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes
Am                      F                              A
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
             
Am                                           F
you walk alone, like a primitive man
                 A                             Am
you walk alone with the ghost of time
                                      F
and they burned you black
Am                                 A
yeah, they burned you black
Am                       F                A            Am
Great Southern Land