Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: A

 4  -4   5   6    6     5  -4 4
You can al-most touch, the o-cean,
  6   6  -6   6  6   6   6    6
Shim-mer-ing in the dis-tant haze,
 7  7    7     7    -7  7   -6    6   
As you stand there, on the moun-tain,
-6 -6   -6 6  -5    5  -4
On the lov-li-est, of days,
   4    5    6    6      5      -4   4
'Round half the world, you've drift-ed,
 -4  -6  -6  -6   -7  7
Left no wild oats un-sown,
 8  -8    8   -8    8   -8    7
But now your view, has shift-ed,
 -8  8    -9     8     -8   7    7
And you think you've, just come home.


And you're drown-ing, in the sun-shine,
As it pours down, from the skies,
And there's some-thing, stir-ring, in your heart,
Bright colours, fill your eyes.
As from here, the far hor-i-zon,
Your beauty, does un-fold,
And oh you look, so love-ly,
Dressed in, your green and gold.

To the home-less and the hung-ry,
May we al-ways, o-pen doors,
May the rest-less and the wear-y,
Find safe har-bour, on our shores,
May she al-ways, be our dream-time place,
Our spirits, glad re-lease,
May she al-ways be, our shel-ter,
May we al-ways, live in peace.


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