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Khe sahn  Cold Chisel


[Em]I left my heart to the [C]sappers 'round Khe [G]Sahn
[Em]& I sold my soul and [C]ciggarettes to the [D]black market man
[Em]I've had the Vietnam [C]Cold Turkey from the [G]ocean to the Silver [C]City
Am F (FM7?) D
but thats only other Vets could understand
[Em]'bout a long forgotten [C]dock-side guaran[G]tee
[Em]there were no D-day [C]heroes in [D]1973
[Em]and how we sailed into Sydney [C]Harbour,
I saw an [G]old friend but I couldn't [C]kiss her
she was [Am]loud and I was [F]home to the lucky [D]land
( same chords )
She was like so many more from that time on
their lives were all so empty 'til they found their chosen one
Although their legs were often open, their minds were always closed
and their hearts were held in fast suburban chains
Now the last train out of Sydneys almost gone.....etc
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--- this is reasonably correct
---chord progression varies slightly for somw verses
---if anyone could submit the rest of the lyrics that would be good
--- Mike Hiltonwood    i951612@redgum.bendigo.latrobe.edu.au
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Derrick Gun (report)

left my heart to the sappers round khe sanh and i sold my soul for my cigarettes to a black market man ive had the vietnam cold turkey from the ocean to the silver city and its only other vets could understand bout the long forgotten dock side guarantees how there were no V day heroes in 1973 and how we sailed into sydney harbour i saw an old friend but i couldnt kiss her she was lined[WRINKLES] and i was home to a lucky land. she was like so many more from that time on their lives were all so empty until they found their chosen ones their legs were often open but their minds were always closed and their hearts held in fast suburban chains and the legal pads were yellow hours long pay packets lean and the telex writers clattered where the gunships once had been and the carparks made me jumpy and i never stopped the dream or my growing need for speed and novacaine .so i worked across the country from end to end tryin to find a place to settle down where my mixed up life could mend held a job on an oil rig flyin choppers when i could but the night life nearly drove me round the bend and ive travelled round the world from year to year and each one found me aimless one more year the worse for wear and ive been back to south east asia but the answers sure aint there and im driftin north to check things out again. well the last plane out of sydneys almost gone another seven flying hours and ill be landing in hong kong there aint nothing like the kisses of a cheated chinese princess im gonna hit that hong kong mattress all night long.well the last plane out of sydneys almost gone well the last plane out of sydneys almost goooone well its really got me worried im goin nowhere and im in a hurry well the last plane out of sydneys almost gone. THERE I HOPE YOU APPRECIATE IT I HAD TO RACK MY BRAIN.ENJOY.