Song: Countermeal Kim
Artist: Dan Kelly
Submitter: Sam Frost (samuelfrost@yahoo.com)

The song is pretty straightforward – a few things missing (ie bridge)

F                A            A#    D
Countermeal Kim, man she is a great one
      F                                A          A#   D
She’s standing in the kitchen with her boots up to her knee
F                     A      A#     D
Countermeal Kim she’s always one to hit you with some 
F                       A      A#        D
prime conversation over gravy, chips and peas

C                 A           A#     D
Oh my god – youre really on a winner when the 
C           A              A#        D 
bayon marie steam hits her neck just so
C             A        A#        D
Wreck my holy ride and call me a sinner

F                    A       A#     D
Countermeal Kim, she took me to the mountains on the 
F                      A   A#  D
Queen’s birthday in an old H - T
F                    A        A#        D        
Countermeal Kim, she saved me from the (dealers) as she 
F                              A   A#  D 
robbed the post officer of the C - B - D.

C              A              A#         D  
Oh my god, Her clothes are so tender, as she 
C                                A   A#  D
works the clutch pedal with such T – L - C.
C                        A      A#    D
Her daddy was a mod, her mother was a slapper

G                                  A
But when Countermeal Kim turns the lights down dim
A#                          C
All them people dissin’ evolution throw their bibles in the 
F
air


Bridge 

F                   A        A#     D
Countermeal Kim she broke me out of prison but she 
F                               A    A#    D
dropped one sexy sandal off the helicopter side
F                              A          A# D        
The cops are closing in, so we hid out in Dromana selling
F                       A      A#    D
Icy choc bananas by the autumn beach side

C               A            A#           D
Oh my god, that really was a something as i
C                          A     A#    D
Had to shave my goatee and dye my hair white
C                          A          A#   D
I don’t believe in god – I believe in salvation

          G                    A
But she’s just over there in a purple sarong 
         A#                           C
You know Countermeal Kim, she’s got a whole new religion 
     F
goin on.