Аккорды Steeleye Span - Ned Ludd Part 2 (Rural Retreat)

[Intro]
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[Verse]
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As the people of England in numbers, they double
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Move to the cities where work is to be found
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Well, it's farewell green country and greetings, black city
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Grime smoking chimneys and machines' hellish sound

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Men, mothers and maidens and most of us children
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Mindful of starving and bread sparing price
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We all go to the factory temple to offer
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Our gift to the idol of Greed, sacrifice

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And it's two months hard labour if workers combine
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But call the man The Gaffer, it's a fifteen guinea fine

[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
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We pay for machines that take food from our table
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We talk in dark rooms of a fair living wage
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While their house is filled with the fruits of our labour
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Percival bets foreign ships out to trade

[Verse]
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And it's two months hard labour if workers combine
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But call the man The Gaffer, it's a fifteen guinea fine

[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
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And the bloody code gets harder every day
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New sleds are bad for thread
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But harking loud and captains swing
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We'll restore our daily bread

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And the bloody code gets harder every day
              C       G
New sleds are bad for thread
    F       C        G        Am
But harking loud and captains swing
F       C         G     C
We'll restore our daily bread

[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
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Across the narrow waters, where Frenchie fought us hard
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Fathers, sons and brothers died for nothing, be a bard
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No meat in Frenchie's barrel, no cheese upon his board
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No bread on Frenchie's table, no harvest has he stored

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[Verse]
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And the bloody code gets harder every day
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New sleds are bad for thread
N.C.
But harking loud and captains swing
N.C.
We'll restore our daily bread

[Verse]
        C                F            G
And the bloody code gets harder every day
              C       G
New sleds are bad for thread
    F       C        G        Am
But harking loud and captains swing
F       C         G     C
We'll restore our daily bread

[Outro]
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