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Small Rebellion  James Keelaghan

CAPO: 2nd Fret
Well, friends, hereby hangs a [C]tale
The year was nineteen thirty-[G]one
A good job digging for the [C]king
While there's so many on the [G]bum
I'd done my time across in [Em]France[D]
Fought at Moreaux and at [C]Vimy
Done my [G]service for my [C]country
Thought I'd [D]put the guns be[G]hind me
I should have known it from the [C]start
Peace may be signed between two [G]nations
But for protection of your [C]rights
My friends, it's always battle [G]stations
And so it was the union [Em]boys[D]
Set up shop there in the [C]coalfields
Said that [G]they would be our [C]voice
Said that [D]they would be our [G]shield
They said just a little [C]march
Across the town and past the [G]station
Some fine strong speakers and a [C]band
A fairly peaceful congre[G]gation
Let them know that we were [Em]strong[D]
Show them we could be u[C]nited
Show them [G]we had found our [C]voice
And that [D]we would not be [G]frightened
I should have known it from the [C]start
Workers marching makes them [G]nervous
I saw no menace in our [C]group
Peaceful of heart and stout of [G]purpose
The local peelers were fore[Em]warned[D]
It's sure as hell they were fore[C]armed
How could we [G]cause them any [C]trouble?
How could [D]they be so a[G]larmed?
Armed with truncheons and with [C]guns
They took their line across the [G]road
Their faces cast in [C]stone
I heard the call to aim and [G]load
Saw the deadly muzzle [Em]flash[D]
Saw the people drop a[C]round me[G]
Took a bullet to the [C]leg
My friends, and [D]that is how they [G]found me
I should have known it from the [C]start
Should have seen the trouble [G]coming
Seen the ugly twist of [C]fate
Turned my tail and started [G]running
Known when push has come to [Em]shove[D]
And it's a heavy hand that [C]feeds you
That the [G]job that was your [C]life
Becomes the [D]job that slowly [G]beats you[F]
No [C]use, no [G]use, for the ranting of the government men[F]
No [C]use, for their [G]fine print and their fountain pen[F]
No [C]use, no [G]use in me denying
This [F]small rebellion's over, but I'm [C]leaving here unbowed
And when the dust had finally [C]cleared
When all dissent had been put [G]down
I packed my life in two worn [C]bags
Caught the train and left the [G]town
In this case justice sure was [Em]blind[D]
At least blind to human [C]suffering
They said they'd [G]put us in our [C]place
And I [D]guess they weren't [G]bluffing
I should have known it from the [C]start
It's not the truth that really [G]matters
The real world tramples on such [C]things
Leaves your mental state in [G]tatters
Makes the blowing prairie [Em]dust[D]
Seem like it is station[C]ary
Makes the [G]proudest person [C]humble
And the [D]strongest person [G]wary
Makes the [G]proudest person [C]humble
And the [D]strongest person [G]wary [C] [D] [G]

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