• Song:

    The Huntsman Comes A-Marchin

  • Artist:

    Chris T-t

  • Album:

    9 Red Songs

G/E:  0
      2   
      0
      0
      3
      3
G#1:  2
      0
      0
      0  
      3
      3
    G
The countryside is dying
        G/E
They're closing village stores
       C
While shepherds watched their flocks by night
     G                    D
The government burn them all
     Am
And here's another post office
       C     D            G
With boards across the door
         G
Now the rich folks came from london
   G/E
To breathe the cleaner air
      C
They listen to The Archers
         G                      D
Buy new barbours, grow their hair
Am
Then they buy up all the houses
                  C
So country people born-and-bred
C       D         G
Can't afford to live there
         G
Now the Countryside Alliance
      G/E
We'll call them 'the cunts' for short
      C
They promised in defiance
         G               D
That a battle would be fought
           Am
Then they ignored the real issues
           C           D           G
And just shout about their bloody sport
             C                          G                 D
And you can call it a betrayal well it looks like that to me
             C                          G                D
And you can call it bad behaviour or a waste of time and money
         C                         G    G/E     G#1
And I've never been in favour of police brutality
              C
But when the huntsman comes a-marchin'
      D              G              C       D      G     
You give him one for me, officer, give him one for me.
         G
Now the cunts have come to London
   G/E
To show us all what for:
C
There were only 20 thousand of them
G                         D                 
Marching down through Whitehall
      G                     
But they were such a bunch of thugs
   G/E
And the police arrested more
      C
Than when 2 million normal people
C         D          G
Marched against the war
             C                          G                 D
And you can call it a betrayal well it looks like that to me
             C                          G                D
And you can call it bad behaviour or a waste of time and money
         C                         G    G/E     G#1
And I've never been in favour of police brutality
              C
But when the huntsman comes a-marchin'
      D              G              C       D      G     
You give him one for me, officer, give him one for me.
           G#1            Am              C               D
Where were you when the miners fought to save their livelihoods?
          G#1              Am                C           D
You were dressed up in red velvet somewhere deep in the woods
     G#1              Am             C                  D
You loved the fucking poll tax, you propped up Maggie Thatcher
         Am                      
And you didn't give a fuck about Tony Blair
         C         D              G
'Til he threw your hobby back at ya.
    G
The countryside is dying
    G/E
Some say it's already dead
         C                              G                  D     
And the huntsman's got a boner as the dogs rip the fox to shreds
         Am
Then he smears the blood on his daughter's face
     C          D      G
And drags her back to bed.
             C                          G                 D
And you can call it a betrayal well it looks like that to me
             C                          G                D
And you can call it bad behaviour or a waste of time and money
         C                         G    G/E     G#1  
And I've never been in favour of police brutality
              C
But when the huntsman comes a-marchin'
      D              G              C       D      G     
You give him one for me, officer, give him one for me
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