Slim Dusty – Blue Pacific Rig (Guitar)

        G                C                     G              D
Oh, The dawn wind blows around my clothes as I walk out to my rig,

  G                      C                   D            G
I feel complete climbing up to my seat of my blue pacific rig.

      C             F                     C                 G
She's big and fine, she's all mine, she's power from end to end,

           C                        F                            D
When those big wheels roll deep within my soul, freedom is born again.

          G                     C          G                  D
I'm gunna roll once more on the Nullabor, across this land so big,

    G                    C                       D            G
The smoke will rise over territ'ry skies from my Blue Pacific Rig.

G   C    D    (F F# G G# A)A
               Key Change

         A                    D                                              E
Yes, the heat waves rise into dreamtime skies where the red centres wide and big,

    A                    D                    E            A
The days are long but my grip is strong on my Blue Pacific Rig.

D              G                 D               A
Headin' north, south or west, to me it's all the same,

         D                          A
I've got mates out there, scattered everywhere,

                               E
Just to mention the a few good names,

             A                D
Hey, there's Bob up north and Spud down south,

        A                   E
They're all worth a million quid, Yeah.

  A                        D                      E            A
I live by the code of that long black road, in my blue pacific rig.

           A                      D               A               E
So let the diesel flow, there's a long way to go, before I'm home again,

        A                     D                    E            A
I never feel alone, yeah it's home from home in my blue pacific rig. Hey.

           A                      D                 A             E
So let the diesel flow, there's a long way to go, before I'm home again,

        A                D                    E            A
I never feel alone, it's home from home in my blue pacific rig.