Indian Pacific
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D E From coast to coast by night and dayA7 D Hear the clicking of the wheelsG The humming of the diesel On her ribbons of steelA Carrying the memories Of a nation built by handD See the Indian Pacific span the landD E She's the pride of all the railway menA7 D Cross country where she fliesG From the blue Pacific waters To where the mountains riseA By lakes and wide brown rivers Through desert country dryD See the Indian Pacific passing byG Oh the Indian PacificD She goes rolling down the trackContinúa después del anuncioG Five thousand miles to travelD A Before she's there and backD E Beside the line a drover wavesA7 D His battered old grey hatG And kids are catching yabbies Down by the river flatA And a woman hangs her washing In the backyard near the lineD As the Indian Pacific's rolling by Fiddle Solo : D G D A D G D A DD E Hear the whistle blowing lonelyA7 D 'Neath the Nullabor star lightG Saluting those who walked across The track she rides tonightA Calling to the railway camp And the fettlers on the lineD I'm the Indian Pacific right on timeD E From the silver of the Broken HillA7 D To old Kalgoorlie goldG She mirrors all the colours Of the land so hard and oldA Then the western flowers are blooming And the air is just like wineD And the Indian Pacific's making timeG Oh the Indian PacificD She goes rolling down the trackG Five thousand miles to travelD A Before she's there and backD E From the waters of the western seaA7 D To the eastern ocean sandG A D The Indian Pacific spans the landG A D Oh The Indian Pacific spans the land