CAPO: 2nd FretINTRO: G C G C GCWell, friends, hereby hangs a taleGThe year was nineteen thirty-oneCA good job digging for the kingGWhile there's so many on the bumEm DI'd done my time across in FranceCFought at Moreaux and at VimyG CDone my service for my countryD GThought I'd put the guns behind meCI should have known it from the startGPeace may be signed between two nationsCBut for protection of your rightsGMy friends, it's always battle stationsEm DAnd so it was the union boysCSet up shop there in the coalfieldsG CSaid that they would be our voiceD GSaid that they would be our shieldINTERLUDE: C G C GCThey said just a little marchGAcross the town and past the stationCSome fine strong speakers and a bandGA fairly peaceful congregationEm DLet them know that we were strongCShow them we could be unitedG CShow them we had found our voiceD GAnd that we would not be frightenedCI should have known it from the startGWorkers marching makes them nervousCI saw no menace in our groupGPeaceful of heart and stout of purposeEm DThe local peelers were forewarnedCIt's sure as hell they were forearmedG CHow could we cause them any trouble?D GHow could they be so alarmed?INTERLUDE: C G C GCArmed with truncheons and with gunsGThey took their line across the roadCTheir faces cast in stoneGI heard the call to aim and loadEm DSaw the deadly muzzle flashC GSaw the people drop around meCTook a bullet to the legD GMy friends, and that is how they found meCI should have known it from the startGShould have seen the trouble comingCSeen the ugly twist of fateGTurned my tail and started runningEm DKnown when push has come to shoveCAnd it's a heavy hand that feeds youG CThat the job that was your lifeD G FBecomes the job that slowly beats youBRIDGE:C G FNo use, no use, for the ranting of the government menC G FNo use, for their fine print and their fountain penC GNo use, no use in me denyingF CThis small rebellion's over, but I'm leaving here unbowedINTERLUDE: C G C GCAnd when the dust had finally clearedGWhen all dissent had been put downCI packed my life in two worn bagsGCaught the train and left the townEm DIn this case justice sure was blindCAt least blind to human sufferingG CThey said they'd put us in our placeD GAnd I guess they weren't bluffingCI should have known it from the startGIt's not the truth that really mattersCThe real world tramples on such thingsGLeaves your mental state in tattersEm DMakes the blowing prairie dustCSeem like it is stationaryG CMakes the proudest person humbleD GAnd the strongest person waryG CMakes the proudest person humbleD G C D GAnd the strongest person wary
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