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The Last Internationale es un power trio con base en New York City que esta conquistando notoriedad internacional gracias a sus explosivos e impredecibles directos. Distorsionando continuamente las líneas entre el Folk, el Blues, el rock n roll y el punk, su estilo ecléctico rompe todos los limites musicales y podría definirse así: Melodías obsesivas, botas que pisan fuerte, “backbeats” sin adornos, chirriantes solos de guitarra, gritos primordiales
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SONG: WORKERS OF THE WORLD - UNITE
ARTIST: THE LAST INTERNATIONALE
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL: [email protected]
WORKERS OF THE WORLD - UNITE
THE LAST INTERNATIONALE
CAPO: 4th FRET
INTRO:
Am
VERSE:
Am E Am
I come from East Virginia
C Em Am
Where I was born an old back shed
Am E Am
My father moved us to New Orleans
C Em Am
Where he was forced to use his hands
Am E Am
Then late one night they took him away from us
C Em Am
Because he learned to use his head
Am E Am
My mother cried when the judge said "life"
C Em Am
The union was his only crime
Am E Am
I'm still told to leave it all behind
C Em Am
I spent my whole life on a picket line
Screaming,
CHORUS:
C F
Workers Unite
C G
Don't give up the fight
C F C
Workers of the world unite.
G Am
Unite!
VERSE:
Am E Am
At my old age I'm still working as a slave
C Em Am
Those bosses work you to your grave
Am E Am
They claim to be like common folk
C Em Am
They packed their bags when the levees broke
Am E Am
For five long days I watched those waters rise
C Em Am
I was forgotten and left to die
Am E Am
I've got no country I've got no home
C Em Am
Or no one to call my own
Am E Am
I'm driftin' back to East Virginia
C Em Am
I'm going back to that ol' dark shed
Am E Am
I remember what my father said
C Em Am
When he was waiting on line for bread
Screaming,
CHORUS:
C F
Workers Unite
C G
Don't give up the fight
C F C
Workers of the world unite.
G
Unite!
CHORUS:
C F
Workers Unite
C G
Don't give up the fight
C F C
Workers of the world unite.
G Am
Uni-i-i-ite!
ARTIST: THE LAST INTERNATIONALE
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL: [email protected]
WORKERS OF THE WORLD - UNITE
THE LAST INTERNATIONALE
CAPO: 4th FRET
INTRO:
Am
VERSE:
Am E Am
I come from East Virginia
C Em Am
Where I was born an old back shed
Am E Am
My father moved us to New Orleans
C Em Am
Where he was forced to use his hands
Am E Am
Then late one night they took him away from us
C Em Am
Because he learned to use his head
Am E Am
My mother cried when the judge said "life"
C Em Am
The union was his only crime
Am E Am
I'm still told to leave it all behind
C Em Am
I spent my whole life on a picket line
Screaming,
CHORUS:
C F
Workers Unite
C G
Don't give up the fight
C F C
Workers of the world unite.
G Am
Unite!
VERSE:
Am E Am
At my old age I'm still working as a slave
C Em Am
Those bosses work you to your grave
Am E Am
They claim to be like common folk
C Em Am
They packed their bags when the levees broke
Am E Am
For five long days I watched those waters rise
C Em Am
I was forgotten and left to die
Am E Am
I've got no country I've got no home
C Em Am
Or no one to call my own
Am E Am
I'm driftin' back to East Virginia
C Em Am
I'm going back to that ol' dark shed
Am E Am
I remember what my father said
C Em Am
When he was waiting on line for bread
Screaming,
CHORUS:
C F
Workers Unite
C G
Don't give up the fight
C F C
Workers of the world unite.
G
Unite!
CHORUS:
C F
Workers Unite
C G
Don't give up the fight
C F C
Workers of the world unite.
G Am
Uni-i-i-ite!
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