DOWN UNDER

by Men At Work
(Colin Hay)

  
Tr(D)aveling in a fr(A)ied-out combie(Bm)      G    A 
(D)On a hippie tra(A)il, head full of zom(Bm)bie  G  A 
(D)I met a strange la(A)dy, she made me ner(Bm)vous  G  A 
(D)She took me in(A) and gave me break(Bm)fast 
(G)And(A) she said, 

(Chorus) 

"Do you come from a land down under? 
Where women glow and men plunder? 
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? 
You better run, you better take cover." 

Buying bread from a man in Brussels 
He was six foot four and full of muscles 
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?" 
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich 
And he said, 

"I come from a land down under 
Where beer does flow and men chunder 
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder 
You better run, you better take cover." 

Lying in a den in Bombay 
With a slack jaw, and not much to say 
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me 
Because I come from the land of plenty?" 
And he said 

"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah) 
Where women glow and men plunder? 
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? 
You better run, you better take cover." 



  D     A     Bm    G  A 
E-2--x--0--0--2--2--3--0-- 
A-3--x--2--2--3--3--3--2-- 
D-2--0--2--2--4--4--0--2-- 
G-0--2--2--2--4--4--0--2-- 
B-x--3--0--0--2--2--2--0-- 
E-x--2--x--x--x--x--3--x-- 

Surprise your friends with this one!
Enjoy!! 
 
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