Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
Verse 1
Yeah, this one's for the workers who toil night and day
By hand and by brain, to earn your pay
For centuries long past for no more than your bread
Have bled for your countries and counted your dead
Intro x1
Verse 2
In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and mines
We've often been told to keep up with the times
For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the job
And with slide rule and stopwatch, our pride they have robbed
Chorus
(with intro in the background)
We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die
The first ones in line for that pie in the sky
And we're always the last when the cream is shared out
For the worker is working when the fat cat's about
Verse 3
And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war,
Who's given the gun and then pushed to the fore (after this a Bb chord is
Bb* Eb* Bb* played up an octave)
And expected to die for the land of our birth
Though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth
Chorus x1
Solo
Intro x1
Chorus x2
Outro verse
And all of these things the worker has done
From tilling the fields to carrying the gun
We've been yoked to the plow since time first began
And always expected to carry the can