Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[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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