This is what I hear

The Aussie Bar-B-Q    Eric Bogle

When the (G)summer sun is shining on Aus(C)tralia's (C/B)happy (Am)land,
Around (D)countless fires in strange attires, see many solemn (G)bands
Of glum Australians watching the (C)lunch go (C/B)up in (Am)flames,
By the (D)smoke and the smell you can plainly tell that it's barbie time a(G)gain.

When the steaks are burning fiercely, when the (C)smoke gets (C/B)in your (Am)eyes,
When the (D)snags all taste like fried tooth paste and your mouth is full of (G)flies,
It's a national institution, it's Aus(C)tralian (C/B)through and (Am)through,
So (D)come on, mate, and grab your plate, let's have a barbe(G)que.

The Scots eat lots of haggis, the (C)French eat (C/B)snails and (Am)frogs,
The (D)Greeks go crackers over their moussakas and the Chinese love hot (G)dogs,
The Welshmen love to have a leek, the (C)Irish (C/B)like their (Am)stew
But you (D)just can't beat that half-cooked meat at an Aussie barbe(G)que .

When the steaks are burning fiercely, when the (C)smoke gets (C/B)in your (Am)eyes,
When the (D)snags all taste like fried tooth paste and your mouth is full of (G)flies,
It's a national institution, it's Aus(C)tralian (C/B)through and (Am)through,
So (D)come on, mate, and grab your plate, let's have a barbe(G)que.

There's flies stuck to the margarine, the (C)bread has (C/B)gone rock (Am)hard,
The (D)kids are fighting and the mozzies are biting, "Who forgot the Aero(G)gard?"
There's bull-ants in the Esky, and the (C)beer is (C/B)running (Am)out,
And (D)what you saw in Mum's coleslaw, you just don't think a(G)bout.

And when the barbie's over, on your (C)homeward (C/B)way you (Am)wend,
With a (D)queasy tummy on the family dunny many lonely hours you'll (G)spend.
You might find yourself reflecting, like (C)many (C/B)often (Am)do,
Come (D)rain or shine, that's the bloody last time that you'll have a barbe(G)que.

When the steaks are burning fiercely, when the (C)smoke gets (C/B)in your (Am)eyes,
When the (D)snags all taste like fried tooth paste and your mouth is full of (G)flies,
It's a national institution, it's Aus(C)tralian (C/B)through and (Am)through,
So (D)come on, mate, and grab your plate, let's have a barbe(G)que.

© Eric Bogle, All Rights Reserved

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This is the version from 'Plain And Simple'.

snags – sausages
mozzies - mosquitoes
Aerogard - insect repellent
Esky – polystyrene container
dunny - toilet