[Intro] Bm  E  D
 
[Primeira Parte]
 
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I think I hear the sounds of then,   and people talking
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The scenes recalled   by minute movement
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And songs they fall   from the backing tape
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That certain texture,   that certain smell
 
[Segunda Parte]
 
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   To lie in sweat,   on familiar sheets
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  In brick veneer on financed beds
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   In a room  of silent hardiflex
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That certain texture,   that certain smell
 
[Ponte]
 
E                     Bm
 That brings home the heavy days
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  Brings home the night time swell
 
[Refrão]
 
Bm         D     E      G
Out on the patio   we'd sit
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And the humidity   we'd breathe
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We'd watch the lightning  crack over cane fields
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  Laugh and think,   this is Australia.
 
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[Terceira Parte]
 
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  The block is awkward,  it faces West
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  Long diagonals, and sloping too
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  And in the distance,   through the heat haze
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  In convoys of silence the cattle graze
 
[Bridge]
 
E                            Bm
  That certain texture, that certain beat
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  Brings forth the night time heat, chi-cow
 
[Chorus]
 
Bm         D     E      G
Out on the patio   we'd sit
Bm         D     E      G
And the humidity   we'd breathe
Bm             D         E            G
We'd watch the lightning   crack over cane fields
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Laugh and think that this is Australia.
 
[Solo] Bm  E  D
       G  A
       G  Bm  E  Bm  E
 
[Quarta Parte]
 
Bm                  E          D
   To lie in sweat,   on familiar sheets
Bm                   E             D
  In brick veneer on financed beds
Bm           E                D
   In a room    of silent hardiflex
     Bm               E              D
That certain texture,   that certain smell
 
[Ponte]
 
E                  Bm
  Brings forth the heavy days
Bm                 D          E
  Brings forth the night time swell,  chi-cow
 
[Refrão]
 
Bm         D     E      G
Out on the patio   we'd sit
Bm         D     E      G
And the humidity   we'd breathe
Bm             D         E            G
We'd watch the lightning   crack over cane fields
Bm          D      E        G
  Laugh and think,   this is Australia.
 
Bm         D     E      G
Out on the patio   we'd sit
Bm         D     E      G
And the humidity   we'd breathe
Bm             D         E            G
We'd watch the lightning   crack over cane fields
Bm          D      E            D
  Laugh and think,   this is Australia.
 
[Final]
 
Bm    D    E            D
             This is Australia
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             This is Australia
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             This is Australia
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             Check it out
 
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