G Em C G [Verse]G Em C G Well this is a true story its about a tragic dayG Em C G Its the tale of the great shark of Jurien bayG Em C G In august Sixty Seven Bobby and his buddy LeeG Em C G Packed thier spear guns and their tents into thier Trusted old kombiG Em C G As they drove red dust roads north into the lonley nightG Em C G They talked of winning the compition feared locals thought they mightG Em C G West aussie state pair spear fishing championshipsG Em C G Lee tugged his thick beard and bobby bartle licked his lips [Interlude]F G F G [Verse]G Em C G At first light they're looking seeward from thier perch on the great bluff Bombor is breaking big the sea was cold and it was rough As misarble mornings go today would surely top the list But the boys were bloody hungry the grit thier teeth and clenched thier fists [Interlude]F G F G [Verse]G Em C G Swiftly swiming through thick wetsuits through open ocean swelll they found a keel in the reef looked like tunnel straight to hell Bob got real excited he said lets go check it out and lee was obliging although he had his doubtsD They beat over dew fish the boys dove down kicking hardC and then faced each other terrified as the surface went darkD and simultaneously they screamed a bubble fuck and right there up above em was not a whale but a shark [Interlude]G Em C G [Verse]G Em C G Well the beast bit into bob and thrashed him too and fro As Lee aimed through the blood at the monster down below Clunk sounded the spear as it stuck into the sharks head Bob was into pieces he was obviously dead Out lashed the shark he wanted more yeah he was still alive He stared over his shoulder into poor lees frightened eyes his flippers kicked and something clicked he knew it was fly or die To this day he swears he swum to the beach to the sky [Chorus]G Em A C And he was ten feet thickD from his belly to his backEm A C Mechanic fire in his eyeD A cold heart turned blackEm A C Of the ancient creatureD Of the deepG Em Have mercey on meC G Cuz Bobby Bartle is deadG Em C G Well down there at the pub where the seamen like to rave Was it a tiger or a white that put Bob Bartle in his grave And Lee is still a diver but of that place he stays away Says its best left to the great shark of Jurien Bay [Chorus]G Em A C And he was ten feet thickD from his belly to his backEm A C Mechanic fire in his eyeD A cold heart turned blackEm A C Of the ancient creatureD Of the deepD G
The Tale Of The Great Shark Of Jurien Bay
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