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Sounds Of Then by Gangajang
Sounds Of Then
INTRO:
Bm E D
1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
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Bm E D
I think I hear the sounds of then, and people talking
Bm E D
The scenes recalled by minute movement
Bm E D
And songs they fall from the backing tape
Bm E D
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 D E
Brings home the night time swell
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 Bm
Laugh and think, this is Australia.
The block is awkward, it faces West
With long diagonals, sloping too
And 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 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
Asus4 A Bm
Laugh and think that this is Australia.
SOLO:
Bm E D Bm E D
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G Bm
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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
And the humidity we'd breathe
We'd watch the lightning crack over cane fields
Laugh and think, this is Australia
This is Australia
This is Australia
This is Australia
Check it out
OUTRO:
Bm E D
Bm E D
Bm E D
Bm E Asus4 Bm
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I think I hear the sounds of then,
And people talking,
The scenes recalled, by minute movement,
And songs they fall, from the backing tape.
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,
Brings home the heavy days,
Brings home the the night time swell,
Out on the patio we'd sit,
And the humidity we'd breathe,
We'd watch the lightning crack over canefields
Laugh and think, this is Australia.
The block is awkward - it faces west,
With long diagonals, sloping too.
And 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.
Out on the patio we'd sit,
And the humidity we'd breathe,
We'd watch the lightning crack over canefields
Laugh and think that this is Australia.
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 sweat
Out on the patio we'd sit,
And the humidity we'd breathe,
We'd watch the lightning crack over canefields
Laugh and think, this is Australia.
This is Australia etc..
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