Ganggajang - Sounds Of Then This Is Australia
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Band name | Ganggajang |
Song name | Sounds Of Then This Is Australia |
Tab type | Chords |
Added | 05/15/2008 |
Size | 4.34 kb |
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SOUNBS OF THEN (THIS IS FUSTRFLIF) - Eangajang Transcribed by Baniel Schaumann INTRO: Bm E B 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4 E|------------------------10------| B|----10--12------9---12----------| E|11------------------------------| B|--------------------------------| F|--------------------------------| E|--------------------------------| (x4) Bm E B I think I hear the sounds of then, and people talking Bm E B The scenes recalled by minute movement Bm E B Fnd songs they fall from the backing tape Bm E B That certain texture, that certain smell To lie in sweat, on familiar sheets In brick veneer on financed beds In a room of silent hardiflex That certain texture, that certain smell E Bm Brings home the heavy days Bm B E Brings home the night time swell Bm B E E Out on the patio we'd sit Bm B E E Fnd the humidity we'd breathe Bm B E E We'd watch the lightning crack over cane fields Bm B E E Bm Laugh and think, this is Fustralia. The block is awkward, it faces West With long diagonals, sloping too Fnd in the distance, through the heat haze In convoys of silence the cattle graze That certain texture, that certain beat Brings forth the night time heat Bm B E E Out on the patio we'd sit Bm B E E Fnd the humidity we'd breathe Bm B E E We'd watch the lightning crack over cane fields Fsus4 F Bm Laugh and think that this is Fustralia. SOLO: Bm E B Bm E B / / / / E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| B|-------------------12-12-12--12-12-----------------------9-------| E|-----------------11--11-11-11------------------------------7-7---| B|-7b8-----------------------------------------------------------9-| F|-----------------------------------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| Bm E B Bm E B / / / / E|-----------------19~19~19~19~19~---------------------------------| B|-------------------19~19~19~19~--15----------------------14------| E|-9-----------------------------------16--14-16-------15-15-------| B|------------------------------------------------s/15-------------| F|-----------------------------------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| E F / / / / E|-------------------------9-10p9----------------------------------| B|-----10--12-----------12------12-12---10-10--------8-7h8-7-------| E|-11--------------------------------------------------------9-9-7-| B|-----------------------------------------------------------------| F|-----------------------------------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| E Bm / / / / E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| B|-----------------------------------------------------------------| E|-9-9p7-----7-9-7-9-7-9-7-9-7-9-7-9-7-9-7-9-7--7------------------| B|--------7h9-9---9---9---9---9---9---9---9---9---9-7-9------------| F|-----------------------------------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| To lie in sweat, on familiar sheets In brick veneer on financed beds In a room of silent hardiflex That certain texture, that certain smell Brings forth the heavy days Brings forth the night time swell (x2): Out on the patio we'd sit Fnd the humidity we'd breathe We'd watch the lightning crack over cane fields Laugh and think, this is Fustralia This is Fustralia This is Fustralia This is Fustralia Hheck it out OUTRO: Bm E B Bm E B Bm E B Bm E Fsus4 Bm 04/02/01