x[Verse] Am G Am F G Traveling in a fried-out combie Am G Am F G On a hippie trail, head full of zombie Am G Am F G I met a strange lady, she made me nervous Am G Am F G She took me in and gave me breakfast And she said, [Chorus] C G Am F G "Do you come from a land down under? C G Am F G Where women glow and men plunder? C G Am F G Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? C G Am F G You better run, you better take cover." [Verse] Am G Am F G Buying bread from a man in Brussels Am G Am F G He was six foot four and full of muscles Am G Am F G I said, "Do you speak-a my language?" Am G Am F G He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich And he said, [Chorus] C G Am F G "I come from a land down under C G Am F G Where beer does flow and men chunder C G Am F G Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? C G Am F G You better run, you better take cover." [Verse] Am G Am F G Lying in a den in Bombay Am G Am F G With a slack jaw, and not much to say Am G Am F G I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me Am G Am F G Because I come from the land of plenty?" And he said, [Chorus] C G Am F G "Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah) C G Am F G Where women glow and men plunder? C G Am F G Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder? C G Am F G You better run, you better take cover."
