Em Am C G He was alone of his people Em Am C G In a Melbourne hotel on a Friday night Em Am C G He was alone of his people Em Am C G But he just sat on his own he was feeling alright Em Am C G From the west coast of Africa Em Am C G Seeking knowledge he'd come Em Am C G He was a student of medicine Em Am C G He stuck out like a sore thumb B7 C He was alone of his people, alone of his race B7 C Em Am C Alone of his people, alone in a strange strange place G Em Am C G Strange strange place Em Am C G Then they burst in like thunder Em Am C G They were chanting their lines Em Am C G They wore haircuts from Britain Em Am C G They wore boots just like mine Em Am C G And their blood it was up Em Am C G As the beers they went down Em Am C G It was six against one Em Am C G It was a night on the town B7 C He was alone of his people, alone of his race B7 C Alone of his people, alone in a strange place B7 C B7 Alone to the blows, alone to the ravages C Em Am C G He was alone among savages Em Am C G Now next day in the newspaper Em Am C G This young man he replied Em Am C G Said he could not believe Em Am C G All their hatred inside Em Am C G Though the wounds would soon heal Em Am C G Well it was no disgrace Em Am C G And he would not soon forget Em Am C G The looks on their face Em Am C G And I will not soon forget Em Am C G All my feelings of shame Em Am C G So will you tell me Ron Casey Em Am C G Tell me who is to blame? Em Am C G And will you tell me Bruce Ruxton Em Am C G Is this the country You fought for? Em Am C G Was it six against one Em Am C G The way you won that old war?
