Far Side of the World Ben Thompson Intro: G D G D G D A7 Verse 1 D G Ramadan is over, the new moon shows its face A7 G A7 D I'm halfway around the world in a most peculiar place D G Following my songlines past bamboo shacks and shops A7 G A7 G D G D Behind a jitney packed like sardines with bananas piled on top. (verses are all same as above) I ran away from politics, it's too bizarre at home Away I flew, tuned in the blue, maybe Amsterdam or Rome Awakened by a stewardess with Spain somewhere below On the threshold of adventure, God I do love this job so Chorus 1 G D A7 D So Išll make my move down that big board game G D Up and down that Spanish Highway A7 D Things remain the same G D A7 Bm Girls tease boys and boys tease girls G D A7 G D G D G D A7 Im headin out this morning for the Far Side of the World Oh I believe in songlines, obvious and not I've ridden them like camels to some most unlikely spots They run across the ocean, through mountains and saloons And tonight out to this desert where I sit a top this dune I was destined for this vantage point though so far from the sea I've read it in the pages of Saint-Exupery From Paris to Tunisia, Casablanca to Dekar I was riding long before I flew through the wind and sand and stars Chorus 2 Caravan, ride that hump To Timbuktu a jillion bumps Sleeping bags and battle flags are coiled and curled Hey, that's the way it happens on the far side of the world Sunset frame by lightening bolts pours a lasting memory And a ton of tiny twinkling lights adorn the sausage tree While The embers from the log fire they flicker, fly, and twirl Then drift off toward the cosmos for the far side of the world It's christmas and my birthday and soon to that extent The Masai not the Wise Men are circling my tent I teach them how to play guitar, they show me how to dance We got rum from the Caribbean and burgundy from France New Year's Eve in Zanzibar with Baboo and his boys High up on the roof top you can relish all the noise They're dancing on the tables, people bouncing like a gazelles 2-0-0-1 is ushered in with air raid horns and bells Chorus 3 Time to sing, time to dance Living out my second chance Cobras and Sleeping bags are coiled and curled That's the way it happens on the far side of the world Back at home its afternoon, 6000 miles away It'll still be there when I get through attending this soiree There are jobs and chores and questions and plates I have to twirl But tonight I'll take my chances on the far side of the world Yeah that's the way it happens on the far side of the world. Far Side of the World by Buffett and compant submitted by Devin Kerins Intro: D D* D** D* D D* D** D Verse 1 D A Ramadan is over, the new moon shows its face G G A D I'm halfway around the world in a most peculiar place (use same progression for verses) Following my songlines through bamboo shacks and shops Behind a jitney packed like sardines with bananas piled on top. I ran away from politics, it's too bizarre at home Away I flew, tuned in the blue, maybe Amsterdam or Rome Awakened by a stewardess with stains somewhere below On the threshold of adventure, God I do love this job so! Chorus 1 G A D G A D I make my way down that big board game G A D Up and down that Spanish Highway G A D Things remain the same G A D G A Bm Girls tease boys and boys tease girls G D A D That's the way it happens on the far side of the world I believe in songlines, both obvious and not I've ridden them like camels to some most unlikely spots They follow across oceans, to mountains and some moons And tonight out to this desert where I sit a top this dune I was destined for this vantage point though so far from the sea I've read it in the pages of (???) From Paris to Tunisa, Casablanca to Dakar I riding in before I fly through the wind and sand and stars Chorus 2 Caravans, life at home To Timbuktu's a gillion miles Sleeping bags and battle flags, oil and pearls That's the way it happens on the far side of the world Sunset frame by lightenbolts burns a lasting memory And a ton of tiny twinkling lights adorn the (?) tree The embers from the north fire they flicker, fly, and twirl Then drift off to the cosmos for the far side of the world It's christmas and my birthday and soon to that extent The (??) not the Wise Men are circling my tent I teach how to play guitar and they show me how to dance We got rum from the Caribbean and burgundy from France New Year's Eve in Zanzibar with (?) and his boys High on the roof top you can relish all the noise They're dancing on the tables, then bouncing like a (?) When 001 is ushered in with air raid horns and bells Chorus 3 Time to sing, time to dance Living out my second chance (This line I can't make out) That's the way it happens on the far side of the world Back at home its afternoon, 6000 miles away It'll still be there when I get through attending this soiree There are jobs and chores and questions and plates I have to twirl But tonight I'll take my chances on the far side of the world Yeah that's the way it happens on the far side of the world. D* (x00235) D** (x00233)