Great Southern Land

E|----------------------4-----| 
B|----------------------4-----| 
G|---2-----4-----6------4-----| 
D|---2-----4-----6------6-----| 
A|---------2-----4------6-----| 
E|----------------------4-----| 

This is the original key, but good luck if you can hit these notes in performance. I
capo this up to 7 to make it singable. To get the sound of the original chords you really
need to use the open chord method above, and it's really easy too!

Also, 8.5 bars of A5 is not advised unless you have a keyboard or lead guitar doing the
proper intro.


[Intro]

| A   |     |     |     |     |     |     |
| A B |     | A   |     | B   |     | A   |
|
| B   |  Standing ...

[Verse 1]

                 A
Standing at the limit of an endless ocean
                B
stranded like a runaway, lost at sea
             A
sitting on a rainy day down in the harbor
                B
watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay
             A
looking everywhere 'cause I had to find you
                B
this is not the way that I remember it here
            A
anyone will tell you it's a prisoner island
              B
hidden in the summer for a million years

                C#m
Great Southern Land, burned you black


                     A
So you look into the land and it will tell you a story
              B
story 'bout a journey ended long ago
                     A
if you listen to the motion of the wind in the mountains
              B
maybe you can hear them talking like I do
                     A
". . they're gonna betray you, they're gonna forget you
                       B
are you gonna let them take you over that way . ."


                C#m
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
you walk alone, like a primitive man
and they make it work, with sticks and bones,
see their hungry eyes, it's a hungry home.


G#m
    I hear the sound, of the stranger's voices,
I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes
               C#m
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
they burned you black, black against the ground


                 A
Standing at the limit of an endless ocean
                B
stranded like a runaway, lost at sea
             A
sitting on a rainy day down in the harbor
                B
watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay
             A
looking everywhere .... I had to find you
                B
this is not the way that I remember it here
            A
anyone will tell you it's a prisoner island
              B
hidden in the summer for a million years

               C#m
Great Southern Land, in the sleeping sun
you walk alone with the ghost of time
they burned you black, black against the ground
and they make it work with rocks and sand


G#m
    I hear the sound, of the stranger's voices,
I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes

               C#m
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
you walk alone, like a primitive man
you walk alone with the ghost of time
and they burned you black
yeah, they burned you black
Great Southern Land
Great Southern Land
Great Southern Land
Great Southern Land...