Steeleye Span – Ned Ludd Part 2 Rural Retreat (Guitar)

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[Intro] E B E B E B E B [Verse]
       E
As the people of England in numbers, they double

                                       B
Move to the cities where work is to be found

           E
Well, it's farewell green country and greetings, black city

                                             B
Grime smoking chimneys and machines' hellish sound
[Verse]
     E
Men, mothers and maidens and most of us children

                                      B
Mindful of starving and bread sparing price

       E
We all go to the factory temple to offer

                                    B
Our gift to the idol of Greed, sacrifice
[Verse]
         C#m             A         B          E
And it's two months hard labour if workers combine

    C#m              A              B              E
But call the man The Gaffer, it's a fifteen guinea fine
[Instrumental] E A B E A B E E A B E A B [Verse]
   E
We pay for machines that take food from our table

                                       B
We talk in dark rooms of a fair living wage

      E
While their house is filled with the fruits of our labour

                                   B
Percival bets foreign ships out to trade
[Verse]
         C#m             A         B          E
And it's two months hard labour if workers combine

    C#m              A              B              E
But call the man The Gaffer, it's a fifteen guinea fine
[Instrumental] E A B E A B E C F G C F G [Verse]
        C                F            G
And the bloody code gets harder every day

              C       G
New sleds are bad for thread

    F       C        G        Am
But harking loud and captains swing

F       C         G     C
We'll restore our daily bread
[Verse]
                         F            G
And the bloody code gets harder every day

              C       G
New sleds are bad for thread

    F       C        G        Am
But harking loud and captains swing

F       C         G     C
We'll restore our daily bread
[Instrumental] C F G C F G C E A B E A B E B E B [Verse]
 C#m              A             B                  E
Across the narrow waters, where Frenchie fought us hard

C#m               A                 B             E
Fathers, sons and brothers died for nothing, be a bard

   C#m                A          B               E
No meat in Frenchie's barrel, no cheese upon his board

   C#m                 A         B              E
No bread on Frenchie's table, no harvest has he stored
[Instrumental] E A B E A B E C F G C F G [Verse] N.C. And the bloody code gets harder every day N.C. New sleds are bad for thread N.C. But harking loud and captains swing N.C. We'll restore our daily bread [Verse]
        C                F            G
And the bloody code gets harder every day

              C       G
New sleds are bad for thread

    F       C        G        Am
But harking loud and captains swing

F       C         G     C
We'll restore our daily bread
[Outro] C F G C F G C E A B E A B