I was a miner | D Em | |
I was a docker | G D | |
I was a railway man | A Bm | |
Between the wars | G A |
I raised a family | A Bm | |
In times of austerity | G D | |
With sweat at the foundry | A Bm | |
Between the wars | G A D |
I paid the union | A Bm | |
and as times got harder | G D | |
I looked to the government | A | |
to help the working man | A |
But they brought prosperity | D Em | |
down at the armoury | G D | |
We're arming for peace me boys | A Bm | |
Between the wars | G A D | |
G D |
I kept the faith and | ||
I kept voting | ||
Not for the iron fist | ||
but for the helping hand |
For theirs is a land | ||
with a wall around it | ||
And mine is a faith | ||
in my fellow man |
Theirs is a land | ||
of hope and glory | ||
Mine is the green field | ||
and the factory floor |
Theirs are the skies | ||
all dark with bombers | ||
And mine is the peace we knew | ||
Between the wars |
Call up the craftsmen | ||
Bring me the draughtsmen | ||
Build me a path from cradle to grave | ||
And I'll give my consent |
To any government | ||
That does not deny a man a living wage | ||
Go find the young men never to fight again | ||
Bring up the banners from the days gone by |
Sweet moderation | ||
Heart of this nation | ||
Desert us not, we are | ||
Between the wars |