When The Sun Goes Down - Cold Chisel

Oh!

When the sun goes down

Oh!

When the sun goes down

Oh!

When the sun goes down

Uh oh, here she comes

Hot shoes and China son

Every boy’s like a loaded gun

Watchin' her go by Oil tankers goin' out to sea

They’re all workin' for the company

Oh baby, I better be with you

Uh oh, see your thigh

Hot shoes, a China sky

See it now before you die

She’s everything she seems

She’s the Queen of the waterfall

I pay back her mother and her son

What else can a poor boy do, but dream

(Poor boy do)

This crazy idleness

Working through on a tiny desk

Only hanging on 'till the sun goes down

Loneliness, oh loneliness

What she sees, I’ll never guess

And nothing ever shows 'till the sun goes down

Not until the sun goes

Oh, when the sun goes down

(When the sun goes down)

Oh, when the sun goes down

(When the sun goes down)

Oh, when the sun goes down

(Oh!)

Uh oh, round the bay

Taxed lunches, close of day

Young lovers take a holiday

Leaving me behind

Shine on, harbour light

Lead me on through the lonely night

Baby, I don’t mind when the sun goes down

Oh, not until the sun goes

Oh, when the sun goes down

(Oh, when the sun goes down)