Тональность: G major•
Verse 1
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You gentlemen and tradesmen
D
who ride about at will,
G
C
Look down on these poor people,
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D
G
it's enough to make you krill.
Look down on these poor people
D
as you ride up and down,
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C
I'm sure that as a god above
D
G
they'll bring your pride quite down.
You tyrants of England,
D
your race may soon be rum,
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C
You may be brought into account
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D
G
C
G
D
for what you've surely done.
G
You pull down our wages
D
and shamefully to tell
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C
You're going to the markets
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D
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and you say you cannot sell
And when that we do ask you
D
and these bad times'll mend
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C
You quickly give an an swer
D
G
when the war's at a turn end
You tyrant of England,
D
your race may soon be wrong
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C
G
You may be brought into account
D
G
C
G
D
for what you've sorely done
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When we look on our poor children
D
it grieves our hearts full sore
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C
The clothing it is worn to rags
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D
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and we can get no more
With little in their bellies
D
as they to work must go
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While yours do dress as manky
C
G
D
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as monkeys in the show
You tyrants of England,
D
your race may soon be run
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C
G
You may be brought into account
D
for what you've sorely
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C
G
D
G
done
You've got a church on Sundays,
D
and I'm sure it's notebook pride
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There can be no religion
C
D
when humanity's thrown aside
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If there be a place in heaven,
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as there is in the exchange
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C
Apostles they may not come near,
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D
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like lost sheep they must range
You tyrants of England,
D
your race may soon be run
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C
You may be brought into account
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D
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C
G
D
for what you've sorely done
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And you say that Bonaparty
D
has been the spoil of all
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C
And that we've got good reason
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D
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for to pray for his downfall
Well Bonaparty's dead and gone
D
and it is plainly shown
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C
That we've got bigger tyrants
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D
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in bonies of our own
You tyrants of England,
D
your age may soon be wrong
G
C
You may be brought into account
D
G
C
G
D
G
for what you've sorely done
And now, my lads,
for to conclude,
D
it's time to make an end
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C
Let's see if we can form a plan
G
D
G
that these bad times'll mend
Then give us our old prices
D
as we have had before
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C
And we can live in happiness
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D
and rub off the old score
G
You tyrants of England,
D
your race may soon be run
G
You may be brought into account
D
G
for what you've solely done
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