Flame Trees” is a song by Australian pub rock band Cold Chisel from their 1984 album Twentieth Century. It is one of their best known songs. The music for the song was written by drummer Steve Prestwich and only later were the lyrics added by the bands main songwriter, Don Walker. The song remains an Australian timeless classic as every new generation of teenagers coming through seems to know it all by heart. That’s the mark of a truly timeless song.
- Released: 1984
- Artist: Cold Chisel
- Album: Twentieth Century
NOTES:
- Chords Charts are available in the original key of “A” and also “E” for vocalists who can’t hit the high notes of Jimmy Barnes.
- Backing Track key is only available in the original key of “A” at this stage (but we plan to release a version in “E” very soon). Even faster if you request it!
Flame Trees
Cold Chisel
Kids out driving Saturday afternoon just pass me by
And I’m just savouring familiar sights
We share some history, this town and I
And I can’t stop that long forgotten feeling of her
Try to book a room and stay tonight
Number one is to find some friends to say “you’re doing well”
After all this time you boys look just the same
Number two is the happy hour at one of two hotels
Settle in to play “do you remember so and so?
Number three is never say her name
Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there’s nothing else could set fire to this town
There’s no change, there’s no pace Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe that she won’t be around
But oh who needs that sentimental bullshit anyway?
Takes more than just a memory to make me cry
And I’m happy just to sit here a table with old friends
And see which one of us can tell the biggest lies
And there’s a girl falling in love near where the pianola stands
With a young local factory auto worker just holding hands
And I’m wondering if he’ll go or if he’ll stay
Do you remember
Nothing stopped us on the field, in our day
Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there’s nothing else could set fire to this town
There’s no change, there’s no pace
Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe that she won’t be around
Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there’s nothing else could set fire to this town
There’s no change, there’s no pace
Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe that she won’t be around
Songwriters: Don Walker / Steve Prestwich
Flame Trees lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC