Cifras
Indian Pacific

Tono: D

Introducción:

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D                                                            E  
From coast to coast by night and day
                             A7                                      D  
Hear the clicking of the wheels
                G  
The humming of the diesel
On her ribbons of steel
  A  
Carrying the memories
Of a nation built by hand
                                                                                        D  
See the Indian Pacific span the land
  D                                                                      E  
She's the pride of all the railway men
                     A7                                      D  
Cross country where she flies
                          G  
From the blue Pacific waters
To where the mountains rise
             A  
By lakes and wide brown rivers
Through desert country dry
                                                                                  D  
See the Indian Pacific passing by
                        G  
Oh the Indian Pacific
                             D  
She goes rolling down the track
                  G  
Five thousand miles to travel
  D                                                         A  
Before she's there and back
  D                                              E  
Beside the line a drover waves
                A7                                      D  
His battered old grey hat
             G  
And kids are catching yabbies
Down by the river flat
                  A  
And a woman hangs her washing
In the backyard near the line
                                                                                     D  
As the Indian Pacific's rolling by
              D  G  DA    G  DA  
  D                                                                 E  
Hear the whistle blowing lonely
                                  A7                              D  
'Neath the Nullabor star light
  G  
Saluting those who walked across
The track she rides tonight
  A  
Calling to the railway camp
And the fettlers on the line
                                                                                        D  
I'm the Indian Pacific right on time
  D                                                            E  
From the silver of the Broken Hill
          A7                                 D  
To old Kalgoorlie gold
  G  
She mirrors all the colours
Of the land so hard and old
                             A  
Then the western flowers are blooming
And the air is just like wine
                                                                                        D  
And the Indian Pacific's making time
                        G  
Oh the Indian Pacific
                             D  
She goes rolling down the track
                     G  
Five thousand miles to travel
  D                                                         A  
Before she's there and back
                             D                                 E  
From the waters of the western sea
                        A7                            D  
To the eastern ocean sand
                G                 A                                      D  
The Indian Pacific spans the land
                        G                 A                                      D  
Oh The Indian Pacific spans the land