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[Bb] [F7] [Bb] [F7] [Bb] [F7] [Bb] [F7]
It's [Bb]time to think of why we're proud to be a part of
A [Eb]land so ancient, so hard to get a hold of
[Cm7]Why the kangaroo and [F7]emu is on the baggy [Bb]green[F7][Bb][F7]
[Bb]Why do we sing of coolabahs, billabongs and cockatoos
[Eb]Do we really care, are we [Cm7]aware of what we lose
[Eb]While we knock it down [F7]again and again and [Bb]again [F7][Bb][F7]
[Bb]C'mon wattle soldiers, wildlife warriors get angry[Gm]
They'll [Bb]call you green, they'll call you red
Just stay strong and turn your head[Gm]
And [Eb]think of little bilbies and [F7]gliders and rare wallabies
[Bb]Now's the time to stir [Eb]again
[Eb]It's time, it's time, it's [F7]time, it's time, IT'S [Bb]TIME [F7][Bb][F7]
Yeah, it's time to stop the slaughter of our native land
No more telling lies, drawing lines in the sand
Maybe we didn't know but surely now it's underhand
No more crocodile tears, did he die in vain
Did he make us cry, did he suffer all his pain
So we could knock it down again and again and again
2006 Emusic Pty. Ltd.
for your personal use only.
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[Bb] [F7] [Bb] [F7] [Bb] [F7] [Bb] [F7]
It's [Bb]time to think of why we're proud to be a part of
A [Eb]land so ancient, so hard to get a hold of
[Cm7]Why the kangaroo and [F7]emu is on the baggy [Bb]green[F7][Bb][F7]
[Bb]Why do we sing of coolabahs, billabongs and cockatoos
[Eb]Do we really care, are we [Cm7]aware of what we lose
[Eb]While we knock it down [F7]again and again and [Bb]again [F7][Bb][F7]
[Bb]C'mon wattle soldiers, wildlife warriors get angry[Gm]
They'll [Bb]call you green, they'll call you red
Just stay strong and turn your head[Gm]
And [Eb]think of little bilbies and [F7]gliders and rare wallabies
[Bb]Now's the time to stir [Eb]again
[Eb]It's time, it's time, it's [F7]time, it's time, IT'S [Bb]TIME [F7][Bb][F7]
Yeah, it's time to stop the slaughter of our native land
No more telling lies, drawing lines in the sand
Maybe we didn't know but surely now it's underhand
No more crocodile tears, did he die in vain
Did he make us cry, did he suffer all his pain
So we could knock it down again and again and again
2006 Emusic Pty. Ltd.