Em                    C                 G C G D
I left my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh
       Em                    C                D      D6     D7  Ebdim
And my soul was sold with my cigarettes to the Black market man
             Em           C       
I've had the Vietnam cold turkey, 
         G                   C
from the ocean to the silver city
         Am         F               D D6 D7 Ebdim
And it's only other vets would understand


          Em             C              G C G D
About the long forgotten dockside guarantees
               Em       C         D D6 D7 Ebdim
How there were no V-day heroes in 1973
       Em                 C
How we sailed into Sydney harbour,
         G                     C
Saw an old friend but couldn't kiss her
        Am               D                 G C G D
She was lined, and I was home to the lucky land

[Verse 2]
  Em                     C                 G C G D
And she was like so many more from that time on
         Em              C                 D          D6    D7 Ebdim
Their lives were all so empty, till they found their chosen one
           Em              C
And their legs were often open
           G                C
But their minds were always closed
          Am                  F             D D6 D7 Ebdim
And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains

        Em              C               G C G D
And the legal pads were yellow, hours long, paypacket lean
        Em            C                    D D6 D7 Ebdim
And the telex writers clattered where the gunships once had been
        Em                C
But the car parks made me jumpy
      G                  C
And I never stopped the dreams
        Am              D              G C G D
Or the growing need for speed and novacaine

[Verse 3]
     Em                C                G C G D
So I worked across the country end to end
         Em              C                     D D6 D7 Ebdim 
Tried to find a place to settle down, where my mixed up life could mend
       Em        C
Held a job on an oil-rig
       G                C
Flying choppers when I could
        Am               F                  D D6 D7 Ebdim
But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend
         Em                  C                  G C G D
And I've travelled round the world from year to year
    Em                C                 D                D6 D7 Ebdim
And each one found me aimless, one more year the worse for wear
              Em                 C
And I've been back to South East Asia
        G                 C
But the answer sure ain't there
        Am                 D                 G C G D
But I'm drifting north, to check things out again

Synth Solo CHORDS
Em  C  G     D
Em  C  D     B
Em  C  G   C
Am  D  G C G D

[Verse 4]
             Em                C               G C G D
You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
     Em           C                  D       D6       D7 Ebdim 
Only seven flying hours, and I'll be landing in Hong Kong
            Em               C
There ain't nothing like the kisses
       G             C
From a jaded Chinese princess
          Am       F         D                   D6 D7 Ebdim\
I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night long

         Em                C               G C G D
Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
         Em                C               D D6 D7 Ebdim
Yeah the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone
         Em            C
And it's really got me worried
          G               C
I'm goin' nowhere and I'm in a hurry
             Am                D               G   C   G   C   G
You know the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone