INTRO: 
 
  Bm              E       D 
  1   2   3   4   1   2   3   4 
E | ------------------------10------ |  
B | ----10--12------(b9)--12---------- |  
G | 11------------------------------ |  
D | -------------------------------- |  
A | -------------------------------- |  
E | -------------------------------- |     (x4) 
 
                   B5              E5          D5 
I think I hear the sounds of then, and people talking 
    B5              E5         D5 
The scenes recalled by minute movement 
    B5              E5        D5 
And songs they fall from the backing tape 
     B5               E5            D5 
That certain texture, that certain smell 
 
To lie in sweat, on familiar sheets 

In brick veneer on financed beds 

In a room of silent hardiflex 

That certain texture, that certain smell 
 
 
E5               B5 
Brings home the heavy days 
B5              D5          E5 
Brings home the night time swell 
 

B5         D5    E5     G5 
Out on the patio we'd sit 
B5        D5     E5     G5 
And the humidity we'd breathe 
B5             D5        E5           G5 
We'd watch the lightning crack over cane fields 
B5        D5     E5        G5       B5 
Laugh and think, this is Australia. 
 
The block is awkward, it faces West 

With long diagonals, sloping too 

And in the distance, through the heat haze 

In convoys of silence the cattle graze 
 
That certain texture, that certain beat 

Brings forth the night time heat 
 
 
B5         D5    E5     G5 
Out on the patio we'd sit 
B5        D5     E5     G5 
And the humidity we'd breathe 
B5             D5        E5           G5 
We'd watch the lightning crack over cane fields 
A5                A5               B5 
Laugh and think that this is Australia. 
 
 
SOLO: 
 
   Bm              E       D       Bm              E       D 
   /               /               /               / 
E | ----------------------------------------------------------------- |  
B | -------------------12-12-12--12-12-----------------------(b9)------ |  
G | -----------------11--11-11-11------------------------------7-7--- |  
D | -7b8-----------------------------------------------------------(b9) |  
A | ----------------------------------------------------------------- |  
E | ----------------------------------------------------------------- |  
 
   Bm              E       D       Bm              E       D 
   /               /               /               / 
E | -----------------19~19~19~19~19~--------------------------------- |  
B | -------------------19~19~19~19~--15----------------------14------ |  
G | -(b9)----------------------------------16--14-16-------15-15------- |  
D | ------------------------------------------------s/15------------- |  
A | ----------------------------------------------------------------- |  
E | ----------------------------------------------------------------- |  
 
   G                               A 
   /               /               /               / 
E | -------------------------(b9)10p(b9)--------------------------------- |  
B | -----10--12-----------12------12-12---10-10--------8-7h8-7------- |  
G | -11--------------------------------------------------------(b9)(b9)7- |  
D | ----------------------------------------------------------------- |  
A | ----------------------------------------------------------------- |  
E | ----------------------------------------------------------------- |  
 
   G                               Bm 
   /               /               /               / 
E | ----------------------------------------------------------------- |  
B | ----------------------------------------------------------------- |  
G | -(b9)9p7-----7-(b9)7-(b9)7-(b9)7-(b9)7-(b9)7-(b9)7-(b9)7-(b9)7--7------------------ |  
D | --------7h(b9)(b9)--(b9)--(b9)--(b9)--(b9)--(b9)--(b9)--(b9)--(b9)--(b9)7-(b9)----------- |  
A | ----------------------------------------------------------------- |  
E | ----------------------------------------------------------------- |  
 
 
To lie in sweat, on familiar sheets 
In brick veneer on financed beds 
In a room of silent hardiflex 
That certain texture, that certain smell 
 
 
Brings forth the heavy days 
Brings forth the night time swell 
 
 
(x2): 
Out on the patio we'd sit 
And the humidity we'd breathe 
We'd watch the lightning crack over cane fields 
Laugh and think, this is Australia 
 
This is Australia 
This is Australia 
This is Australia 
Check it out 
 
 
OUTRO: 
B5        E5    D5 B5        E5    D5 B5        E5    D5 B5        E5  A5  B5 
 
 
 
04/02/01