Chords for June Tabor - Place Called England (2004)

_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ This next piece that _ _ speaks of a sense of place _ _ is about this place.
This place where we live. _ _ _ _ _ _
This place that we have to look after.
_ A place called England. _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ [F] _ [G] _
_ [A] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _
_ [G] _ _ [F] _ [A] _ _ I rode out on a bright May [D] morning [A] like a hero in a song
Looking for a place called England, [F#m] trying [A] to find where I belong
_ Couldn't find the old flood meadow or the house that I once knew
No trace of that little river [Bm] [A] or the garden where I grew
_ _ I _ _ [Em] _ [F] _ _ [Em] _ _ [A]
saw a town and I saw a country mowed away in [E] sink estate
[A] Rich man in his rolling acres, poor man still outside the gate
_ Retail park and burger kingdom, prairie field and factory farm
Run by men who think that [Bm] England's [A] only [D] a place to [A] park their [E] car
_ But [A] _ _ [Em] _ [F] _ _ [Em] _ _ [A]
as the train pulled from the station through the wastelands of despair
From [E] the corner [A]
of my eye a brightness filled the filthy air
Someone's sown a patch of sunflowers, though the soil is city black
[D] [A] Smaller goats [Bm] and a [A] few tomatoes [D] [A] right beside the railway _ [E] track
_ _ _ [A] _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [A] Down behind the terraced houses, in between the concrete towers
Compost heaps and scarlet [D] runners, secret [A] gardens full of flowers
Mita grows her scented roses right beneath the brigettes' path
Bid of fortune for her garden, [Bm] [A] Eileen turns away and _ _ laughs
[E] _ _ [A] _
_ [F] _ _ [Em] _ [A] Soar, wake up, George, and rise up, Arthur, time to rouse up from your sleep
Deck the halls, see green [D] ribbons, drag [A] the old sword from the deep
[D]
[A] Hold the line for Dave and [D] Daniel as [A] they're done all through the clay
[D] [A] While the oak in all its [Bm] glory's [A] such a sun for one more day
_ _ So [D] _ [A] _
_ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ [A] _ _
[D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ [C#m] _ _ [Bm] _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Em] _ _ [A]
come all you at home with freedom, whatever the land that gave you birth
There's [E] room for [A] you by the wood brush [D] as [A] long as you love this new leisure
Room for voles and room for orchids, room for all to grow and thrive
Just less room for [Bm] the fat [A] Malona [Bm] on his [A] ass and his four-wheeled car
[F#m] _ _ [E] For [A] _ _ [G] _ [F] _ _ [Em] _ _ [Am]
England is not flag or [A] empire, it is not money and it is [E] not blood
[A] It's limestone, gourd, and granite fell, it's weald and clay and southern mud
It's blackbirds singing from the May tree, lark ascending through the scales
[D] It's [C#m] Robin watching [Bm] [C#m] from your space, [Bm] and [A] English earth beneath your _ [F#m] nails
_ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ [F] _ _ [Em] _ [A] So here's two cheers for a place called England, sore abused but not [E] yet dead
A Mr.
[A] Harding sort of England, hanging in there by a thread
Here's two cheers for the crazy diggers, now their hour shall come around
We shall [Bm] plant the seed [A] they [Bm] saved as common [A] wealth and common _ [E] _ clout
_ _ [A]
Here's [G] _ [F] _ [A] _ _ [D] _ [A] two cheers for the crazy diggers, [D] now [A] their hour is come around
[D] We shall [A] plant the seed they saved [Bm] as [A] common wealth and common _ [G] _
[Dm] clout
[G] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ [Am] _
[Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [F] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ [A] _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Thank you very much, and I would like to thank, I'm sure you would too
_ Mark Emerson, Andy Cutting, Mark Lockhart, Tim Harris, Martin Simpson and Hugh Warren _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [N] _ _ _