E5 C5 G5 C5 G5 D5 I left my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh E5 C5 D5 F5 And my soul was sold with my cigaretts to the black market man E5 C5 G5 C5 I've had the Vietnam cold turkey from the ocean to the silver city A5 F5 D5 An' it's only other Vets could understand E5 C5 G5 C5 G5 D5 About the long forgotten dock side guarentee E5 C5 D5 F5 An' there were no d day heros in 1973 E5 C5 G5 C5 How we sailed into Sydney Harbour, saw an old friend but I couldn't kiss her A5 D5 G5 C5 G5 D5 She was lined and I was home to the lucky land THIS PATTERN IS REPEATED THROUGH THE SONG. SOME BITS ARE STILL WRONG BUT THIS IS AS CLOSE AS I CAN GET IT. Rest Of the Lyrics And she was like so many more from that time on Their lives were all so empty, till they'd found their chosen one And their legs were often open but their minds were always closed And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains And the legal pads were yellow, hours long, paypackets lean And the telex writers clattered were the gunships once had been But the carparks made me jumpy And it never stopped the dreams or the growing need for speed and novacaine So I worked across the country end to end Tried to find a place to settle down, where my mixed up life could mend Held a job on an oil rig,flying choppers when I could But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend And I've travelled round the world from year to year And each one's found me aimless, one more year the more for wear And i've been back to South East Asia and the answer sure aint there But I'm drifting North to check things ouit again You know the next plane out of Sydney's almost gone, Only seven flying hour and i'll be landing in Hong Kong There aint nothin like the kisses from a jaded chinese Princess I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong matress al night long Well know the next plane out of Sydney's almost gone Yeah the next plane out of Sydney's almost gone and it's really got me worried I'm goin nowhere and I'm in a hurry And the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone Ending - F5 D5 C5 D5 G5
