So I haven't been able to find any chords for this song I thought i'd submit something for the people looking for it. Unfortunately he plays the song with a capo on the 2nd fret which i currently don't have. This is how to play it without a capo though (at least as close as I can hear) Intro A B C# D E AMy (x02220@1)Dad started east some time in the thirties B (x2444x@1) C# (x43121@1) D (xx0232@1) EWith (022100@1)the On-To-Ottawa men AHe'd (x02220@1)enough of the camps and the dole and the handouts B (x2444x@1) C# (x43121@1) D (xx0232@1) EHe (022100@1)wanted to work and to tie the loose ends Asus2 He drifted from factory to foundry to flop-house B (x2444x@1) C# (x43121@1) D (xx0232@1) EThe (022100@1)war sorted out what mere men could not AIn (x02220@1)Sudbury's forges he worked like a mad-man B (x2444x@1) C# (x43121@1) D (xx0232@1) EThose (022100@1)years lost to hunger, Dad never forgot AI (x02220@1)headed west when I had turned twenty B (x2444x@1) C# (x43121@1) D (xx0232@1) EWhen (022100@1)the factories and foundries had closed AAnd (x02220@1)in my minds eye I thought I might settle B (x2444x@1) C# (x43121@1) D (xx0232@1) EOut (022100@1)here where my father was raised and was born Asus2 I worked as a jug-hound a rough-neck a bouncer B (x2444x@1) C# (x43121@1) D (xx0232@1) EI (022100@1)worked where I wanted and I drew damn good pay ASaw (x02220@1)no end to our luck and so we just pushed it B (x2444x@1) C# (x43121@1) D (xx0232@1) EBut (022100@1)O.P.E.C. and mortgages ate it away D (xx0232@1) ENow (022100@1)the boom's gone to bust A (x02220@1) DAnd (xx0232@1)we're down on the dole boys B (x2444x@1) C# (x43121@1) D (xx0232@1) ENo (022100@1)treasure laid up, for family and friends D (xx0232@1) E (022100@1) A (x02220@1) EIt's (022100@1)pull up stakes now or pull up stakes later B (x2444x@1) C# (x43121@1) D (xx0232@1) EFor (022100@1)labouring men the road never ends Now it seems to me somehow this nation of migrants From father to daughter, from mother to son Must constantly shift from the east of the west 'Til we run out of work or of places to run Gone now the days when you lived where your parents And your parents before them were bred and were born We must go where the work is to live any life boys Bend like the willow to weather the storm Now the boom's gone to bust And we're down on the dole boys No treasure laid up, for family and friends It's pull up stakes now or pull up stakes later For labouring men the road never ends Yes the boom's gone to bust And we're down on the dole boys For labouring men the road never ends