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everything in this tab, all i did was put the chords above the words in the latter verses.

Khe Sanh - Cold Chisel
                 Transcribed by Dean Povey (dean@psy.uq.edu.au)

          G    320003     D    xx0232     Em   0220xx     C    x32010
          Bm   x24432     Am   xx2210     G/f# 200003

          h - Hammer on
          p - Pull off

          Riff 1              Riff 2
          e ---------         e ---------|
          b ---------         b ---------|
          g -----0-2-         g -2h4p2---|
          d -0-2-----         d ---------|

       G   D        Em  D   C   Bm  Am  D
Riff 1 / / / Riff 2 / / / / / / / / / / / /

  Em                   C                    G  G/f#  G  D
I Left my heart to the sappers round, Khe Sahn.
       Em                    C                 D
And my soul was sold with my cigarettes, to the black market man.
             Em           C                G                   C
I've had the Vietnam cold turkey, from the ocean to the silver city
         Am         F               D
And it's only other vets could understand.
          Em             C              G  G/f#  G  D
'Bout the long forgotten dockside guarantees,
               Em       C         D
How there were no V-day heroes in nineteen seventy-three;
       Em                 C               G                         C
How we sailed into Sydney Harbour, saw an old friend but I couldn't kiss her.
        Am               D                  G   C   G  D
She was lined, and I was home to the lucky land


           Em           C                   G  G/f#  G  D
1. She was like so many more from that time on
         Em                C                  D
   Their lives were all so empty, till they'd found there chosen one,
             Em              C               G                C
   And their legs were often open, But their minds were always closed,
             Am                  F             D
   And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains

           Em              C              G    G/f#   G  D
2. And the legal pads were yellow, Hours long paypackets lean,
           Em            C                   D
   And the telex writers clattered Where the gunships once had been;
            Em              C            G                 C
   But the carparks made me jumpy, And I never stopped the dreams,
          Am               D             G   C   G  D
   Or the growing need for speed and novacaine

        Em                C                   G  G/f#  G  D
3. So I worked across the country from end to end
            Em              C                     D
   Tried to find a place to settle down, Where my mixed up life could mend,
          Em            C           G               C
   Held a job on an oil-rig, Flying choppers when I could,
           Am               F                  D
   But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend.

            Em                  C                  G  G/f#  G  D
4. And I've travelled round the world from year to year,
       Em                C                D
   And each one found me aimless One more year the worse for wear,
            Em                      C             G                 C
   And I've been back to South East Asia, And the answer sure ain't there,
           Am                 D                 G   C   G  D
   But I'm drifting north, To check things out again.

            Em            C               G  G/f#  G  D
5. Well the last plane of Sydney's almost gone.
            Em           C                  D
   And only seven flying hours, And I'll be landing in Hong Kong.
             Em                     C             G             C
   And there ain't nothin' like the kisses From a jaded Chinese princess,
       Am             F                  D
   I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long

            Em                C               G  G/f#  G  D
6. Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone.
                Em                C               D
   You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone.
            Em            C                   G                   C
   And it's really got me worried, I'm going nowhere and I'm in a hurry.
                Am                D               G   C   G
   You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone.
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