G C D G (3X) [VERSE 1]G C G Come all you workers who toil night and dayC D By hand and by brain, to earn your payG C G Who for centuries long past, for no more than your breadC G D G Have bled for your countries and counted your dead [VERSE 2]G C G In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and minesC D We've often been told to keep up with the timesG C G For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the jobC G D G And with slide rule and stopwatch, our pride they have robbed, Aye [VERSE 3]G C G But when the sky darkens and the prospect is warC D Who's given the gun and then pushed to the foreG C G And expected to die for the land of our birthC G D G Though we've never owned one handful of earth [INSTUMENTAL]G C D G (2X) [CHORUS]G C G We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to dieC D We're the first ones in line for that pie in the skyG C G And we're always the last when the cream is shared outC G D G For the worker is working when the fat cat's about, Aye [VERSE 4]G C G And all of these things the worker has doneC D From tilling the fields to carrying the gunG C G We've been yoked to the plow since time first beganC G D G I had always expected to carry the can
Workers Song
Dick Gaughan
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