Changi banjo

Lời & hợp âm

[Verse 1]
[D]Well the old man [A]died in the [Bm]summer
[A]when [G]the grass was [D]dry [Em]and brown
The [Asus4]long hard road[A] he'd travelled
had [Em]finally [Asus4]reached the e[D]nd
He was out on the veranda writing
[A]letters to his daughters
When he [G]heard the curlew calling an
[Bm]d he jus[Em]t put down his pen

[Verse 2]
Well he [D]did two [A]years [Bm]in Changi in
[A]the big[G] Pacific[D] War[Em]
[Asus4]He'd been to hell and [A]back again
somehow came though it [D]all
His most prized possession was
the [A]banjo that he made
As he [G]built it all around him he
[A]watched his comrades [D]fall

[Verse 3]
He'd [D]play [G]the Changi bango made of [D]tin
The bridge piece was the [G]Rising Sun
from [D]off his slouch [Bm]hat [A]brim
Had a [D]broomstick neck and
[G]nails to pick his [A]strings
To [Bm]the memory of is [G]fallen mates,
[A]the Changi banjo rings

[Interlude 1]
[D][G][D][G]
[D][Bm][A][Bm][G][A][D]
When he came [A]ashore in Sydney

[Verse 4]
[Bm]like[A] a gho[G]st
of skin [D]and [Em]bones[Asus4]
No—one recog[A]nised the man behind
the haunted [D]face
No—one knows the sorrows,
[A]only he could tell
Of how he's [G]taking one last
journey to [A]rest with his old [D]mates
[A]He'll

[Verse 5]
[D]play his Chan[G]gi banjo made of [D]tin[A]
[D]The bridge piece was the Ris[G]ing Sun
from [D]off his slouch [Bm]hat [A]brim
Had [D]a broomstick neck and
[G]nails to pick his [A]strings
To the [Bm]memory of is [G]fallen mates,
[A]the Changi banjo [D]rings

[Verse 6]
He'll [D]play his [G]Changi banjo
made of [D]tin
The bridge piece was the [G]Rising Sun
from [D]off his slouch hat [A]brim
Had a [D]broomstick neck and
[G]nails to pick his [A]strings
To the [Bm]memory of is [G]fallen mates,
[A]the Changi banjo rings
[D]

[Verse 7]
To [Bm]the memory of is [G]fallen mates,
[A]the Changi banjo rings

[Outro 1]
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