Cm A# Cm G# A# Travelling in a friedout combie Cm A# Cm G# A# on a hippie trail head full of zombie Cm A# Cm G# A# I met a strange lady she made me nervous Cm A# Cm G# A# She took me in and gave me breakfast and she said: Chorus: D# A# Cm G# A# "Do you come from a land down under? D# A# Cm G# A# Where women glow and men plunder D# A# Cm G# A# canʼt you hear canʼt you hear the thunder D# A# Cm G# A# you better run you better take cover" Cm A# Cm G# A# Buying bread from from a man in Bruselles Cm A# Cm G# A# He was six-foot-four and full of muscles Cm A# Cm G# A# I said: "Do you speak my language?" Cm A# Cm G# A# He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich. He said: D# A# Cm G# A# "Do you come from a land down under? D# A# Cm G# A# Where women glow and men plunder D# A# Cm G# A# canʼt you hear canʼt you hear the thunder D# A# Cm G# A# you better run you better take cover" Cm A# Cm G# A# Lying in a den in Bombay Cm A# Cm G# A# With a slack jaw and not much to say Cm A# Cm G# A# I said to the man: "Are you trying to tempt me? Cm A# Cm G# A# Because I come from the land of plenty?" and he said: D# A# Cm G# A# "Do you come from a land down under? D# A# Cm G# A# Where women glow and men plunder D# A# Cm G# A# canʼt you hear canʼt you hear the thunder D# A# Cm G# A# you better run you better take cover"
