Workers Song

Dropkick Murphys

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Key:
INTRO (bagpipes): A D A D A E A VERSE 1:
A Yeah, this one's for the workers
D A who toil night and day
D E By hand and by brain, to earn your pay
A Who for centuries long past, for no
D A more than your bread
D A Have bled for your countries and
E A counted your dead BDA K (INTRO): A D A D A E A VERSE 2:
A In the factories and mills, in the
D A shipyards and mines
D E We've often been told to keep up with the times
A For our skills are not needed,
D A they've streamlined the job
D A And with slide rule and stopwatch,
E A our pride they have robbed CHORUS:
A We're the first ones to starve,
D A we're the first ones to die
D E The first ones in line for that pie in the sky
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A And we're always the last when the
D A cream is shared out
D A For the worker is working when the
E A fat cat's about VERSE 3:
A And when the sky darkens and the
D A prospect is war
D E Who's given the gun and then pushed to the fore
A D And expected to die for the land
A of our birth
D A Though we've never owned one lousy
E A handful of earth CHORUS:
A We're the first ones to starve,
D A we're the first ones to die
D E The first ones in line for that pie in the sky
A And we're always the last when the
D A creams is shared out
D A For the worker is working when the
E A fat cat's about G O: D A D A D D E BDA K (INTRO): A D A D A E A CHORUS:
A We're the first ones to starve,
D A we're the first ones to die
D E The first ones in line for that pie in the sky
A And we're always the last when the
D A cream is shared out
D A For the worker is working when the
E A fat cat's about CHORUS:
A We're the first ones to starve,
D A we're the first ones to die
D E The first ones in line for that pie in the sky
A And we're always the last when the
D A cream is shared out
D A For the worker is working when the
E A fat cat's about VERSE 4:
A D And all of these things the worker
A has done
D E From tilling the fields to carrying the gun
A We've been yoked to the plow since
D A time first began
D A E A And always expected to carry the can
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Composition: Ed Pickford

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