C Dm7 F G C Dm7 F G C G Am  D  G

[Verse]
     C         F
Your famous philosophies
C                      F
Tied up in brown paper wrapping and string
    G
You stepped back through time like the time that you stepped through
     F           C   G
Meant nothing at all

[Verse]
  C          F         C
A little bit weary and world worn
              F
And eager for talking some more
       G
And we leaned on each other like brothers and fought
         F            C    G
With our backs to the wall

[Chorus]
C          G       F      G
We took no routine stance
        C          G        F      G
We were living our lives by chance
        C         G     Am
Robbing Peter for Paul, losing it all
      D                         G             C      Dm7  F G C Dm7 F
Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night in St. Kilda again

[Verse]
        C                F            C
We were wrong, the world didn't end between there and here
                                    F
Though it's still looking shaky and worn
        G
Did you give up your dreaming
                       F            C    G
Believing time finds a price for us all?

[Verse]
C          F
Time is an enemy, patient and clever
    C                 F
And way beyond our control
         G
When you run out of time, it's funny
             F          C   G
But money can't talk at all

[Chorus]
C          G       F      G
We took no routine stance
        C          G        F      G
We were living our lives by chance
        C         G     Am
Robbing Peter for Paul, losing it all
      D                         G             C      Dm7  F G
Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night in St. Kilda again
         C
This old town again

[Instrumental]
Dm7 F G C Dm7 F G C Dm7 F

[Verse]
         C                      F
When the world turned rough and betrayed your trust
         C                   F
And they left you out in the cold
       G
In the deafening silence, a man is an island
     F               C   G
When he's out on his own

[Verse]
  C          F         C
A little bit weary and world worn
              F
Not eager for talking anymore
    G
Hey brother, what happened to standing and fighting
         F            C     G
With our backs to the wall?

[Chorus]
C          G       F      G
We took no routine stance
        C          G        F      G
We were living our lives by chance
        C         G     Am
Robbing Peter for Paul, losing it all
      D                         G
Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night

[Chorus]
C          G       F      G
We took no routine stance
        C          G        F      G
We were living our lives by chance
        C         G     Am
Robbing Peter for Paul, losing it all
      D                         G             C      Dm7  F G
Maybe I'll find you one Saturday night in St. Kilda again
         C     Dm7  F G C Dm7 F
This old town again