My Shirale

Intro Riff A B D B A B D E Gb D G D D Smokey Highway outa Sugar Town D Cane is burning and the rain come down. G D Queensland on a Sunday. Blow on money. D Two old people at an orange stand. D Lords borne, with a bible in their hand. G D Beneath the trees they gave us. Food and coffee. F#m G Em7 Every act, every act of kindness. Em Isn’t looking for something in return. F#m7 G Don’t you worry, we’re still free. Em A D You can be, you can be my, my Shiralee Intro Riff D No one knows someone else. D Its hard enough to understand ourselves. G D Where did all the days go. Runnin’ wild. F#m G When the road, the road runs out. Em Em7 There maybe stones in our pathway. F#m7 G Don’t you worry, we’re still free. Em A D You can be, you can be my, my Shiralee Intro Riff - x 2 - D Em G D D Smokey Highway outa Sugar Town D Cane is burning and the rain come down. G D Queensland on a Sunday. Blow on money. F#m G Let the faith, the faith in tomorrow. Em Come shining through for thee. F#m7 G Don’t you worry, we’re still free. Em A D You can be, you can be my, my Shiralee Intro Riff - repeats as Outro D Em G D