2 acessos
INTRO G(hammer on the E string) then on the A string slide whilst strumming from 3 to 5 to 7 and back to three. (play around with it) G The countryside is dying G/F# They're closing village stores C While shepherds watched their flocks by night G D The government burned them all Am And here's another post office C G D With boards across the door G The people from the city came G/F# To breathe the cleaner air C They listen to The Archers G D Buy new coats and grow their hair Am Then they buy up all the houses So country people born-and-bred C G D Can't afford to live there G Now the Countryside Alliance G/F# We'll call them 'the cunts' for short C They promised in defiance G D That a battle would be fought Am Then ignored the real problems C G D To shout about their bloody sport C G D Call it a betrayal - it looks like that to me C G D Call it bad behaviour and a waste of time and money C G D I've never been in favour of police brutality Em But when the huntsman comes a-marchin' C D G C D G Well give him one for me, officer, give him one for me. G Now the cunts have come to London G/F# To give us all what for: C There were only 20 thousand of them G D Marching down through Whitehall Am But they were such a bunch of thugs Am The police arrested more Than when 2 million normal people C G D Marched against the war C G D Call it a betrayal - looks like that to me C G D Call it bad behaviour and a waste of time and money C G D I've never been in favour of police brutality Em But when the huntsman comes a-marchin' C D G C D G Well give him one for me, officer, give him one for me. Em Am C G Where were you when the miners fought to save their livelihoods? Em Am C G Dressed up in red velvet somewhere deep in the woods Em Am C G You loved the fucking poll tax, you propped up Margaret Thatcher Em Am And you didn't give a fuck about Tony Blair C G 'Til he threw your hobby back at ya. G The countryside is dying G/F# Some say it's already dead C G D And the huntsman has a boner as the dogs pull it to shreds Am Then he wipes the blood on his daughter's face C G D And drags her back to bed. C G D Call it a betrayal - looks like that to me C G D Call it bad behaviour and a waste of time and money C G D And I've never been in favour of police brutality Em But when the huntsman comes a-marchin' C D G C D G Well give him one for me, officer, give him one for me.