Chords for Men of Worth - Archie Fisher
Tempo:
97.425 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Dm
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
Over the last six to eight years, [N]
the Northern Isles and the North West of Scotland has been
somewhat mutilated by North Sea Isle development.
It's a song that's a bit [G] old and new together.
[Dm] [G]
[Cm] [Dm]
[C] Now the [D] voters are going to choose [Dm] who they're going to try and join in.
[G]
[Dm] [Gm] [D]
[G]
Leave the land behind lad, you'd better bid to [C] find.
The companies [G] have the money, [Am] and also [G] need you to do the skills.
In fields far away, the bossies and the [C] brave, the unmarred man [G] are aroused about,
to be told about how to grow.
[D] But who's left to [G] sheep, when I'm far out of the deep,
[C] and [G] on the North of Conquest, where the snow comes to glow.
[G]
The fishing trade lad, the money ta' be made,
the hand grind and the shuttling jaw, are from a [D] bygone day.
[G] Come to me, but leave, like sights you've never seen,
[C] the unwelded on [G] the pipeline, the rough and the rutted they've been.
[D] But when the job is over, [G] and my boat's what's up the shore,
[C] how will [G] I feed my family, when the companies [Dm] through the way.
[G]
[C] [G]
The tarbo's to be built lad, and rakes the toe and tilt,
[C] the [G] rest upon the ocean bed, [Am] like [D] Highlanders.
[G] Pipeline's to be raised, and a hundred different [C] trades,
from dividends, [G] to living wage, [Am] to the [G] likes.
[Dm] A tenure may not [G] work, you're the best that's in the North,
[C] the ox may not breed, [G] but [Am] many will see, the one you've helped me of [G] me.
From Quarter to the shore, viewing the street of barn,
[C] the Promontory [G] and North, [Am] the [G] stuff's what I've learned to say.
[D] [G] [G]
[D] [G]
[C] [Em] [G]
[N]
[Fm]
Over the last six to eight years, [N]
the Northern Isles and the North West of Scotland has been
somewhat mutilated by North Sea Isle development.
It's a song that's a bit [G] old and new together.
[Dm] [G]
[Cm] [Dm]
[C] Now the [D] voters are going to choose [Dm] who they're going to try and join in.
[G]
[Dm] [Gm] [D]
[G]
Leave the land behind lad, you'd better bid to [C] find.
The companies [G] have the money, [Am] and also [G] need you to do the skills.
In fields far away, the bossies and the [C] brave, the unmarred man [G] are aroused about,
to be told about how to grow.
[D] But who's left to [G] sheep, when I'm far out of the deep,
[C] and [G] on the North of Conquest, where the snow comes to glow.
[G]
The fishing trade lad, the money ta' be made,
the hand grind and the shuttling jaw, are from a [D] bygone day.
[G] Come to me, but leave, like sights you've never seen,
[C] the unwelded on [G] the pipeline, the rough and the rutted they've been.
[D] But when the job is over, [G] and my boat's what's up the shore,
[C] how will [G] I feed my family, when the companies [Dm] through the way.
[G]
[C] [G]
The tarbo's to be built lad, and rakes the toe and tilt,
[C] the [G] rest upon the ocean bed, [Am] like [D] Highlanders.
[G] Pipeline's to be raised, and a hundred different [C] trades,
from dividends, [G] to living wage, [Am] to the [G] likes.
[Dm] A tenure may not [G] work, you're the best that's in the North,
[C] the ox may not breed, [G] but [Am] many will see, the one you've helped me of [G] me.
From Quarter to the shore, viewing the street of barn,
[C] the Promontory [G] and North, [Am] the [G] stuff's what I've learned to say.
[D] [G] [G]
[D] [G]
[C] [Em] [G]
[N]
[Fm]
Key:
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_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Over the last six to eight years, [N]
the Northern Isles and the North West of Scotland has been
somewhat mutilated by North Sea Isle development.
It's a song that's a bit [G] old and new together. _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Dm] _ _
[C] Now the [D] voters are going to choose [Dm] who they're going to try and join in. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Leave the land behind lad, you'd better bid to [C] find.
The companies [G] have the money, [Am] and also [G] need you to do the skills.
In fields far away, the bossies and the [C] brave, the unmarred man [G] are aroused about,
to be told about how to grow.
_ [D] But who's left to [G] sheep, when I'm far out of the deep,
[C] and [G] on the North of Conquest, where the snow comes to glow. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The fishing trade lad, the money ta' be made,
the hand grind and the shuttling jaw, are from a [D] bygone day.
[G] Come to me, but leave, like sights you've never seen,
[C] the unwelded on [G] the pipeline, the rough and the rutted they've been.
_ [D] But when the job is over, [G] and my boat's what's up the shore,
[C] how will [G] I feed my family, when the companies [Dm] through the way.
[G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ The tarbo's to be built lad, and rakes the toe and tilt,
[C] the [G] rest upon the ocean bed, [Am] like [D] Highlanders.
[G] _ Pipeline's to be raised, and a hundred different [C] trades,
from dividends, [G] to living wage, [Am] to the [G] likes. _ _
[Dm] A tenure may not [G] work, you're the best that's in the North,
[C] the ox may not breed, [G] but [Am] many will see, the one you've helped me of [G] me.
From Quarter to the shore, viewing the street of barn,
[C] the Promontory [G] and North, [Am] the [G] stuff's what I've learned to say.
[D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Em] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Over the last six to eight years, [N]
the Northern Isles and the North West of Scotland has been
somewhat mutilated by North Sea Isle development.
It's a song that's a bit [G] old and new together. _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Dm] _ _
[C] Now the [D] voters are going to choose [Dm] who they're going to try and join in. _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Leave the land behind lad, you'd better bid to [C] find.
The companies [G] have the money, [Am] and also [G] need you to do the skills.
In fields far away, the bossies and the [C] brave, the unmarred man [G] are aroused about,
to be told about how to grow.
_ [D] But who's left to [G] sheep, when I'm far out of the deep,
[C] and [G] on the North of Conquest, where the snow comes to glow. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The fishing trade lad, the money ta' be made,
the hand grind and the shuttling jaw, are from a [D] bygone day.
[G] Come to me, but leave, like sights you've never seen,
[C] the unwelded on [G] the pipeline, the rough and the rutted they've been.
_ [D] But when the job is over, [G] and my boat's what's up the shore,
[C] how will [G] I feed my family, when the companies [Dm] through the way.
[G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ The tarbo's to be built lad, and rakes the toe and tilt,
[C] the [G] rest upon the ocean bed, [Am] like [D] Highlanders.
[G] _ Pipeline's to be raised, and a hundred different [C] trades,
from dividends, [G] to living wage, [Am] to the [G] likes. _ _
[Dm] A tenure may not [G] work, you're the best that's in the North,
[C] the ox may not breed, [G] but [Am] many will see, the one you've helped me of [G] me.
From Quarter to the shore, viewing the street of barn,
[C] the Promontory [G] and North, [Am] the [G] stuff's what I've learned to say.
[D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Em] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _