Lucky

D    C    G
D    C    G

D
He met with the world as a Dalkeith 
boy,
Raised from a shaft at Monktonhall
     C
In a well oiled cage,
                     G
That locked away his dreams.
   D
An '85 veteran facefrom the gallery,
A ghost from the civil war in the 
family,
   C
He stood his ground on the 
picketline.
 G
'Til all that he was left with,
         D
Were his father's cough
And his mother's eyes.
That would hold a tear
For the very first time,
         C                      
When the government took his job 
 G
away.
    D
Now fist in hand he'll stand in 
line.
Declare his name and mark his time.
   C                               
To some the only proof that they're
 G
 alive.


CHORUS:
                   F
He could have been you.        _|
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He could have been me.          |
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He could have been anybody      |
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But he was born lucky.         _|


F    D#    Bb

F
He mad his first downpayment,
On a sharp Italian suit.
         D#                   
He sewed razor blades into the 
 Bb
lapels,
F
See him sweating on the dancefloor.
Coal dust oozing out of every pore.
  D#
A hard man with a hard life,
             Bb
And that's a story that he'll tell 
you,
        F
Down at Easter Road till his throat 
is raw.
On a Saturday, he knows the score,
D#
Till the whistle blows and,
                       Bb
The tempers with their colours fade 
away.

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D    C    G
       D
On the helipads at Aberdeen
Bound for platforms drilling oil 
rich seas,
          C
Where the trawlers are getting fewer
      G
Every year.
       D
By the furnaces at Ravenscraig,
By the padlocks holding John Brown's
 gates,
       C                       
In the desert, in the fields of 
       G
South Armagh,
          D
Where the poppies grow,
Behind the Hampden roar,
Behind the drums in Genoa.
       C                      
On the deck that rides a south 
          G
Atlantic swell,
D
Born to fight out of the tightest 
corner.
You can bet on him with the odds 
against you,
C
They'll not put him down
                        G
No matter how hard they try.

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