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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
D A D
[Verse 1]
D G D
Our local labour exchange has gone to rack and ruin
G D
'cos there's so many new blokes signing on each week
A7 D
and to be a layabout of any standing
E7 A
that means dodging work for seven days a week
D G D
Oh its really spoiled it for us regular patrons
G F#
We have to queue for hours to get our fifty bob
G D B7
Our local labour exchange has gone to rack and ruin
Em7 A D
So I reckon I'll have to find myself a job
G A D
(whistle)
[Verse 2]
D G D
Oh they are taking filthy diabolical liberties
G D
They're flockin' in as though they own the place
A7 D
Now the bloke behind the counters getting worried
E7 A
Oh yes the smile is disappearing from his face
D G D
Oh its getting like me mothers bingo meetin's
G F#
Each member out to make a couple of bob
G D B7
Our local labour exchange has gone to rack and ruin
Em7 A D
So I reckon I'll have to find myself a job
G A D
(whistle)
[Instrumental]
A E A E A E A E
[Verse 3]
E A E
Oh I think I'll start a layabout trade union
A E
So we can stand together for our rights
B7 E
And if they never give us satisfaction
F#7 B
There'll be still be nothing left to us to do but strike (yeah strike)
E A E
Oh I tell you it really is heartbreaking
A G#
It makes you feel like sitting down to sob
A E C#7
Our local labour exchange has gone to rack and ruin
F#m7 B E
So I reckon I'll have to find myself a job
A B E
(whistle)
[Outro]
A B7 E
So I reckon I'll have to find myself a job
D A D
[Verse 1]
D G D
Our local labour exchange has gone to rack and ruin
G D
'cos there's so many new blokes signing on each week
A7 D
and to be a layabout of any standing
E7 A
that means dodging work for seven days a week
D G D
Oh its really spoiled it for us regular patrons
G F#
We have to queue for hours to get our fifty bob
G D B7
Our local labour exchange has gone to rack and ruin
Em7 A D
So I reckon I'll have to find myself a job
G A D
(whistle)
[Verse 2]
D G D
Oh they are taking filthy diabolical liberties
G D
They're flockin' in as though they own the place
A7 D
Now the bloke behind the counters getting worried
E7 A
Oh yes the smile is disappearing from his face
D G D
Oh its getting like me mothers bingo meetin's
G F#
Each member out to make a couple of bob
G D B7
Our local labour exchange has gone to rack and ruin
Em7 A D
So I reckon I'll have to find myself a job
G A D
(whistle)
[Instrumental]
A E A E A E A E
[Verse 3]
E A E
Oh I think I'll start a layabout trade union
A E
So we can stand together for our rights
B7 E
And if they never give us satisfaction
F#7 B
There'll be still be nothing left to us to do but strike (yeah strike)
E A E
Oh I tell you it really is heartbreaking
A G#
It makes you feel like sitting down to sob
A E C#7
Our local labour exchange has gone to rack and ruin
F#m7 B E
So I reckon I'll have to find myself a job
A B E
(whistle)
[Outro]
A B7 E
So I reckon I'll have to find myself a job
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