Down Under — Men at Work


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Am G Am F G
Traveling in a fried-out combie
Am G Am F G
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
Am G Am F G
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
Am G Am
She took me in and gave me breakfast
F G
And she said

C G Am F G
Do you come from a land down under?
C G Am F G
Where women glow and men plunder?
C G Am F G
Can t you hear, can t you hear the thunder?
C G Am F G
You better run, you better take cover.

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

C G Am F G
Do you come from a land down under?
C G Am F G
Where women glow and men plunder?
C G Am F G
Can t you hear, can t you hear the thunder?
C G Am F G
You better run, you better take cover.

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

C G Am F G
Oh! do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
C G Am F G
Where women glow and men plunder?
C G Am F G
Can t you hear, can t you hear the thunder?
C G Am F G
You better run, you better take cover.

C G Am F G
Oh! do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
C G Am F G
Where women glow and men plunder?
C G Am F G
Can t you hear, can t you hear the thunder?
C G Am F G
You better run, you better take cover. . . .