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THE DEAD WOMBAT SONG
Words and music by Lachlan Irvine
[C]/[G][Em][C]/[D]/[G]/
[G] I was out for a drive with my family,
For a [C] long weekend down by the [G] shore;
When my [C] eyes were unpleasantly [G] opened; [Em]
When [C] out of the [D] window I [G] saw:
[C] 25 dead [G] wombats, From [C] Queanbeyan down to the [G] Bay;
[C] 25 dead [G] wombats, [Em] Lying [C] there by the [D] King's High-[G]-way.
They made a [G] ghastly guard of honour,
As [C] we went speeding [G] past;
There was [C] no time to show them [G] any re-[Em]-spect,
With the [C] traffic moving [D] way too [G] fast.
There were [C] 25 dead [G] wombats, From [C] Queanbeyan down to the [G] Bay;
[C] 25 dead [G] wombats, [Em] Lying [C] there by the [D] King's High-[G]-way.
Of course, it [G] it wasn't only wombats,
In this [C] mournful roadside [G] scene;
There were [C] many other [G] victims [Em]
In this [C] war between [D] nature and ma-[G]-chine.
There were [C] 25 dead [G] wombats, From [C] Queanbeyan down to the [G] Bay;
[C] 25 dead [G] wombats, [Em] Lying [C] there by the [D] King's High-[G]-way.
Now [G] I'm not saying we don't need highways
But [C] maybe we should think about the [G] cost;
[C] To get us to the seaside even [G] faster, [Em]
[C] How many [D] wombats must be [G] lost?
There were [C] 25 dead [G] wombats, From [C] Queanbeyan down to the [G] Bay;
[C] 25 dead [G] wombats, [Em] Lying [C] there by the [D] King's High-[G]-way.
We can [G] find a cure for diseases,
We can [C] send rocket ships out into [G] space;
[C] Surely it shouldn't be be-[G]-yond us [Em]
To [C] make a wombat's [D] life a bit more [G] safe.
There were [C] 25 dead [G] wombats, From [C] Queanbeyan down to the [G] Bay;
[C] 25 dead [G] wombats, [Em] Lying [C] there by the [D] King's High-[G]-way.
There were [C] 25 dead [G] wombats, From [C] Queanbeyan down to the [G] Bay;
[C] 25 dead [G] wombats, [Em] Lying [C] there by the [D] King's High-[G]-way.
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