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I leftEm my heart to the sappeCrs round Khe Sanh G C G D
EmAnd my soul was sold with myC cigaretts to the Dblack market man D9
I've had the EmVietnam cold Cturkey from the oGcean to the silverC city
AmThats somethin only other FVets could undersDtand
EmAbout the long forgotten Cdock side guarenteGe C G D
EmAn' there were no d day Cheros in 1973D D9
EmHow we sailed into SydneyC Harbour, saw anG old friend but I couldn'tC kiss her
AmShe was lined and I wasD home to the lucky landG C G D
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EmAnd she was like so maCny more from that time GonC G D
EmTheir lives were all so emptCy, till they'd fouDnd their chosen oD9ne
AndEm their legs wCere often open buGt their minds wereC always closed
AmAnd their hearts were heldF in fast suburbanD chains
And the legal pads were yellow, hours long, paypackets lean
And the telex writers clattered were the gunships once had been
But the carparks made me jumpy
And it never stopped the dreams
or the growing need for speed and novacaine
So I worked across the country end to end
Tried to find a place to settle down, where my mixed up life could mend
Held a job on an oil rig,flying choppers when I could
But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend
And I've travelled round the world from year to year
And each one's found me aimless, one more year the more for wear
And i've been back to South East Asia and the answer sure aint there
But I'm drifting North to check things ouit again
You know the next plane out of Sydney's almost gone,
Only seven flying hour and i'll be landing in Hong Kong
There aint nothin like the kisses from a jaded chinese Princess
I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong matress al night long
Well know the next plane out of Sydney's almost gone
Yeah the next plane out of Sydney's almost gone
and it's really got me worried
I'm goin nowhere and I'm in a hurry
And the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
FDCDG
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