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