D5 E5 From coast to coast by night and day A5 D5 Hear the clicking of the wheels G5 The humming of the diesel On her ribbons of steel A5 Carrying the memories Of a nation built by hand D5 See the Indian Pacific span the land D5 E5 She's the pride of all the railway men A5 D5 Cross country where she flies G5 From the blue Pacific waters To where the mountains rise A5 By lakes and wide brown rivers Through desert country dry D5 See the Indian Pacific passing by G5 Oh the Indian Pacific D5 She goes rolling down the track G5 Five thousand miles to travel D5 A5 Before she's there and back D5 E5 Beside the line a drover waves A5 D5 His battered old grey hat G5 And kids are catching yabbies Down by the river flat A5 And a woman hangs her washing In the backyard near the line D5 As the Indian Pacific's rolling by Fiddle Solo : D5 G5 D5 A5 D5 G5 D5 A5 D5 D5 E5 Hear the whistle blowing lonely A5 D5 'Neath the Nullabor star light G5 Saluting those who walked across The track she rides tonight A5 Calling to the railway camp And the fettlers on the line D5 I'm the Indian Pacific right on time D5 E5 From the silver of the Broken Hill A5 D5 To old Kalgoorlie gold G5 She mirrors all the colours Of the land so hard and old A5 Then the western flowers are blooming And the air is just like wine D5 And the Indian Pacific's making time G5 Oh the Indian Pacific D5 She goes rolling down the track G5 Five thousand miles to travel D5 A5 Before she's there and back D5 E5 From the waters of the western sea A5 D5 To the eastern ocean sand G5 A5 D5 The Indian Pacific spans the land G5 A5 D5 Oh The Indian Pacific spans the land
