Where Country is — аккорды для пианино
[D] [A] [D]
He sat by the door of the grand old Birdsville Pub
[G] [D] [A]
His swag and gear was guarded by a faithful heeler dog
[D] [G]
He wore a shirt that would blind ya and a rumpled ringers hat
[D] [A] [D]
This old man was country, he left no doubt of that
[D] [A] [D]
Well he sang of mobs of cattle moving down the Birdsville track
[G] [D] [A]
And the camels carting wool in the early days outback
[D] [G]
He sang of wild eyed scrubbers runnin' flat out in the night
[D] [A] [D]
Tryin' to ring the mob cause the lightnin's quick to fright
Chorus
[G] [D]
He sat there hillbilly pickin' on a cracked and battered Gibson
[A] [D]
And the songs that he sang were all his
[G] [D]
Every song told a story and the more that I listened
[A] [D]
The more I realised this is where country is
Verse
2:
[D] [A] [D]
Well his songs told how they did it and I felt a sense of shame
[G] [D] [A]
And I wondered if the battler would ever be again
[D] [G]
His pride in his country rang true in every song
[D] [A] [D]
And I wondered if the chips were down if I ever would be as strong
Chorus