Red Rocks

Am F/C Am F/C Em Am Am F/C I sat, got pretty dark, I was thinking 'bout things til my heart Am F/C Em Turned cold, I realised I wasn't thinking at all Am F/C Cos there's boats with holes in their hulls, holdin' up children I'm told their holdin' up guns Am F/C Em And I look around, I see empty houses Am F/C But we've got money to worry about, it's not we don't care, it's just what's money for, if money's not there Am F/C Em Am To hoard, we can't afford you sorry, you'll have to go back C G Well I love my country of sunburnt white faces Am F/C Of uranium and hard to reach places C G Am I love my country it's built on red rocks, and bones Am F/C F**k off we're full, full of rotting weed full of dirty wool Am F/C Em And we've got coal mines, we'll be fine til next year Am F/C And we've men of the people, we chose them ourselves, they make racist jokes and we laugh like hell Am F/C Em And I don't know, I can't tell if they're joking C G Well I love my country of sunburnt white faces Am F/C Of uranium and hard to reach places C G Am I love my country it's built on red rocks, and bones C G Am F/C C G Am Am What's the difference between their faith and yours F/C The difference is you line the streets with torches and pitchforks Am F/C Em So if you rally, and god how it hurts my ears Am And we've public holidays, commemorating young death F/C Am They turn our patriotic lust, throw away flags consumers must have F/C Em Am And we must have the best, we'll leave the rest for them C G I'd forgive my country with a flag Am F/C Of red black and yellow, not a colonialist rag C G Am F/C Am It's not my country, not mine to own, it's nobody's country, but the red rocks and bones C G C G Am