Biografia:
Redgum was an Australian folk and political music group formed in Adelaide in 1975 by singer-songwriter John Schumann, Michael Atkinson on guitars/vocals and Verity Truman on flute/vocals; they were soon joined by Chris Timms on violin. All four had been students at Flinders University and together developed an intensely passionate and outspoken outlook. They are known for their protest song exploring the impact of war in 1983's "I Was Only Nineteen (A Walk in the Light Green)", which peaked at #1 on the National singles charts.
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Outras músicas:
- I Was Only Nineteen
- Asio
- Beaumont Rag
- Carrington Cabaret
- Critique In G
- Diamantina Drover
- Gladstone Pier
- It Doesnt Matter To Me
- Just Another Mometnt On Your Own
- Killing Floor
- Long Run
- Nuclear Cop
- One More Thursday Night In Adelaide
- Only Nineteen
- Poor Ned
- Servin Usa
- So Goodbye
- Stewie
- The Last Frontier
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Redgum - Killing Floor
I'm not goin to mark verse/chorus exe, I will just space for the stanzas (?)
If you have any improvements, say something in the comments, cheers!
Em G
Joe spoke no english but he had a dream
A G
And he saved up most of his pay
Em G
To bring his wife and six kids from Lebanon
G D A
And settle down here to stay
Em G
You could feel the prison of his loneliness
A G
He wouldn't see them for years
Em G
He kept brandy behind the compressed air tanks
G D A
And he gulped it when the coast was clear
Em G
Nick the Greek collected tropical fish
A G
Had to be a character too
Em G
Smuggled in Pirhana just to break the law
G D A
And he fed them on kangaroo
Em G
Bob's pride was his handlebar moustache
A G
Said he still combed out sand
Em G
Pushed a tank through the Sahara desert
G D A
So they made him the leading hand
Em G
And the summer night shifts were long and cool
A G
Charlie chain smoked cigars
Em G
David sweated in his speckled paint mask
G D A
As he gazed out at the stars
Em G
Crazy Charlie was a Yugoslav
A G
His old straight eight Chevy could move
Em G
His ambition was to live on a hippie commune
G D A
When Dave told him about free love
Em G
Fred had been a farmer and a heavyweight champ
A G
Hands like a stump jump plough
Em G
Moved the earth with a thrust of his arms
G D A
He was loading on the paint line now
Em G
And the boys made a noise every Friday night
A G
At the bar of the Hilton Hotel
Em G
Downing pints and chewing the fat
G D A
Till the ten o'clock closing bell
Em G
It was only rumour til the foreman came
A G
And hiding his shame with a cough
Em G
He said they're cutting back down to one shift now
G D A
They're gonna have to lay you off
Em G
Joe held his gaze and gulped a brandy
A G
And spat it out at his feet
Em G
Bob stood bolt still looking thunderstruck
G D A
Nick swore for an hour in Greek
Em G
Their anger was spent in a rush of fire
A G
And smouldered out of mind
Em G
When they shook hands on that last grey day
G D A
Each was in his way resigned
Em G
Then a few days later I saw old Joe
A G
Looking like he'd aged ten years
Em G
Drunk on the tiles at the Stag Hotel
G D A
And he couldn't hold back the tears
Em G
Fred had talked of his grueling heavyweight bouts
A G
I remembered what he'd said
Em G
There's no giving up on that killing floor
G D A
If you don't fight you're dead
Em G
If you work with your hands for your livelihood
A G
Some day you might have to choose
Em G
When the class war rages on the factory floor
G D A
If you don't fight you lose
If you don't fight you loose...
I'm not goin to mark verse/chorus exe, I will just space for the stanzas (?)
If you have any improvements, say something in the comments, cheers!
Em G
Joe spoke no english but he had a dream
A G
And he saved up most of his pay
Em G
To bring his wife and six kids from Lebanon
G D A
And settle down here to stay
Em G
You could feel the prison of his loneliness
A G
He wouldn't see them for years
Em G
He kept brandy behind the compressed air tanks
G D A
And he gulped it when the coast was clear
Em G
Nick the Greek collected tropical fish
A G
Had to be a character too
Em G
Smuggled in Pirhana just to break the law
G D A
And he fed them on kangaroo
Em G
Bob's pride was his handlebar moustache
A G
Said he still combed out sand
Em G
Pushed a tank through the Sahara desert
G D A
So they made him the leading hand
Em G
And the summer night shifts were long and cool
A G
Charlie chain smoked cigars
Em G
David sweated in his speckled paint mask
G D A
As he gazed out at the stars
Em G
Crazy Charlie was a Yugoslav
A G
His old straight eight Chevy could move
Em G
His ambition was to live on a hippie commune
G D A
When Dave told him about free love
Em G
Fred had been a farmer and a heavyweight champ
A G
Hands like a stump jump plough
Em G
Moved the earth with a thrust of his arms
G D A
He was loading on the paint line now
Em G
And the boys made a noise every Friday night
A G
At the bar of the Hilton Hotel
Em G
Downing pints and chewing the fat
G D A
Till the ten o'clock closing bell
Em G
It was only rumour til the foreman came
A G
And hiding his shame with a cough
Em G
He said they're cutting back down to one shift now
G D A
They're gonna have to lay you off
Em G
Joe held his gaze and gulped a brandy
A G
And spat it out at his feet
Em G
Bob stood bolt still looking thunderstruck
G D A
Nick swore for an hour in Greek
Em G
Their anger was spent in a rush of fire
A G
And smouldered out of mind
Em G
When they shook hands on that last grey day
G D A
Each was in his way resigned
Em G
Then a few days later I saw old Joe
A G
Looking like he'd aged ten years
Em G
Drunk on the tiles at the Stag Hotel
G D A
And he couldn't hold back the tears
Em G
Fred had talked of his grueling heavyweight bouts
A G
I remembered what he'd said
Em G
There's no giving up on that killing floor
G D A
If you don't fight you're dead
Em G
If you work with your hands for your livelihood
A G
Some day you might have to choose
Em G
When the class war rages on the factory floor
G D A
If you don't fight you lose
If you don't fight you loose...
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