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Intro Bm F#m x 4
I Bm packed up my F#m suitcase and Bm left the old F#m farm
I Bm promised my F#m/A papa I’d Bm/G# come to no F#m harm
And I Bm went to the A city where D I was em-F#/C# ployed
In a Bm firm of ac-F#m/A countants as Bm/G# an office F#m boy
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I F#7 fetched and I Bm carried, I F#/C# watched and I Bm/D learned
And B7/Eb slowly but Em surely I B7/F# rose through the Em/G firm
But C then I dis-Bm covered my F#7/E colleagues one Bm/D day
Mas-G saging the D figures for A personal B7 gain
I Em said I’ll not Bb7/F wallow in
Bm/F# this house of Cm/G shame
I’ll Bm plough my own F#m furrow, I’ll Bm go my own F#m way
Instr Bm F#m x 4
Bm Gravely I F#m listened to Bm Reverend Mc F#m Bride
Bm Down at the F#m/A mission house Bm/G# each Friday F#m night
Bm Heaven’s sal-A vation for D those who know F#/C# best
Bm Hell and dam-F#m/A nation for Bm/G# all of the F#m rest
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F#7 Try as I Bm might I could F#/C# not under-Bm/D stand
B7/Eb Why The Al-Em mighty’s all-B7/F# merciful Em/G hand
Should C cast away Bm those whose F#7/E only Bm/D mistake
Was G never to D know the A Christian B7 faith
The Em stars that we Bb7/F follow
can Bm/F# lead us as-Cm/G tray
I’ll Bm plough my own F#m furrow, I’ll Bm go my own F#m way
Instr Bm F#m x 6
I Bm fled from the F#m capitals Bm bourgeois ma-F#m laise
And Bm trekked through the F#m/A wilderness
Bm/G# for fourteen F#m days
’Til I Bm found the guer-A rillas camped D high in the F#/C# hills
I Bm asked Comrade F#m/A Diaz Bm/G# whom I should F#m kill
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I F#7 crept into Bm town with a F#/C# knife in my Bm/D teeth
And B7/Eb entered the Em home of the B7/F# Chief of Po-Em/G lice
I C stood at his Bm bedside and F#7/E raised up my Bm/D blade
But then I G looked to the D crib where his A little one B7 lay
You Em murder to-Bb7/F morrow
by Bm/F# killing to-Cm/G day
I’ll Bm plough my own F#m furrow, I’ll Bm go my own F#m way
Instr Bm F#m x 6