[INTRO]
[E] [B] [E] [B]
[E] [B] [E] [B]
[VERSE]
As the [E]people of England in numbers, they double
Move to the cities where work is to be [B]found
Well, it's [E]farewell green country and greetings, black city
Grime smoking chimneys and machines' hellish [B]sound
[VERSE]
Men, [E]mothers and maidens and most of us children
Mindful of starving and bread sparing [B]price
We all [E]go to the factory temple to offer
Our gift to the idol of Greed, sacri[B]fice
[VERSE]
And it's [C#m]two months hard [A]labour if [B]workers com[E]bine
But [C#m]call the man The [A]Gaffer, it's a [B]fifteen guinea [E]fine
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[E] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B] [E]
[E] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B]
[VERSE]
We [E]pay for machines that take food from our table
We talk in dark rooms of a fair living [B]wage
While [E]their house is filled with the fruits of our labour
Percival bets foreign ships out to [B]trade
[VERSE]
And it's [C#m]two months hard [A]labour if [B]workers com[E]bine
But [C#m]call the man The [A]Gaffer, it's a [B]fifteen guinea [E]fine
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[E] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B] [E]
[C] [F] [G] [C] [F] [G]
[VERSE]
And the [C]bloody code gets [F]harder every [G]day
New sleds are [C]bad for [G]thread
But [F]harking [C]loud and [G]captains [Am]swing
[F]We'll re[C]store our [G]daily [C]bread
[VERSE]
And the bloody code gets [F]harder every [G]day
New sleds are [C]bad for [G]thread
But [F]harking [C]loud and [G]captains [Am]swing
[F]We'll re[C]store our [G]daily [C]bread
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[C] [F] [G] [C] [F] [G] [C]
[E] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B]
[E] [B] [E] [B]
[VERSE]
A[C#m]cross the narrow [A]waters, where [B]Frenchie fought us [E]hard
[C#m]Fathers, sons and [A]brothers died for [B]nothing, be a [E]bard
No [C#m]meat in Frenchie's [A]barrel, no [B]cheese upon his [E]board
No [C#m]bread on Frenchie's [A]table, no [B]harvest has he [E]stored
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[E] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B] [E]
[C] [F] [G] [C] [F] [G]
[VERSE]
N.C.
And the bloody code gets harder every day
N.C.
New sleds are bad for thread
N.C.
But harking loud and captains swing
N.C.
We'll restore our daily bread
[VERSE]
And the [C]bloody code gets [F]harder every [G]day
New sleds are [C]bad for [G]thread
But [F]harking [C]loud and [G]captains [Am]swing
[F]We'll re[C]store our [G]daily [C]bread
[OUTRO]
[C] [F] [G] [C] [F] [G] [C]
[E] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B]
[E] [B] [E] [B]
[E] [B] [E] [B]
[VERSE]
As the [E]people of England in numbers, they double
Move to the cities where work is to be [B]found
Well, it's [E]farewell green country and greetings, black city
Grime smoking chimneys and machines' hellish [B]sound
[VERSE]
Men, [E]mothers and maidens and most of us children
Mindful of starving and bread sparing [B]price
We all [E]go to the factory temple to offer
Our gift to the idol of Greed, sacri[B]fice
[VERSE]
And it's [C#m]two months hard [A]labour if [B]workers com[E]bine
But [C#m]call the man The [A]Gaffer, it's a [B]fifteen guinea [E]fine
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[E] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B] [E]
[E] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B]
[VERSE]
We [E]pay for machines that take food from our table
We talk in dark rooms of a fair living [B]wage
While [E]their house is filled with the fruits of our labour
Percival bets foreign ships out to [B]trade
[VERSE]
And it's [C#m]two months hard [A]labour if [B]workers com[E]bine
But [C#m]call the man The [A]Gaffer, it's a [B]fifteen guinea [E]fine
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[E] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B] [E]
[C] [F] [G] [C] [F] [G]
[VERSE]
And the [C]bloody code gets [F]harder every [G]day
New sleds are [C]bad for [G]thread
But [F]harking [C]loud and [G]captains [Am]swing
[F]We'll re[C]store our [G]daily [C]bread
[VERSE]
And the bloody code gets [F]harder every [G]day
New sleds are [C]bad for [G]thread
But [F]harking [C]loud and [G]captains [Am]swing
[F]We'll re[C]store our [G]daily [C]bread
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[C] [F] [G] [C] [F] [G] [C]
[E] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B]
[E] [B] [E] [B]
[VERSE]
A[C#m]cross the narrow [A]waters, where [B]Frenchie fought us [E]hard
[C#m]Fathers, sons and [A]brothers died for [B]nothing, be a [E]bard
No [C#m]meat in Frenchie's [A]barrel, no [B]cheese upon his [E]board
No [C#m]bread on Frenchie's [A]table, no [B]harvest has he [E]stored
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[E] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B] [E]
[C] [F] [G] [C] [F] [G]
[VERSE]
N.C.
And the bloody code gets harder every day
N.C.
New sleds are bad for thread
N.C.
But harking loud and captains swing
N.C.
We'll restore our daily bread
[VERSE]
And the [C]bloody code gets [F]harder every [G]day
New sleds are [C]bad for [G]thread
But [F]harking [C]loud and [G]captains [Am]swing
[F]We'll re[C]store our [G]daily [C]bread
[OUTRO]
[C] [F] [G] [C] [F] [G] [C]
[E] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B]
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