James Keelaghan - My Old Man Chords

CAPO: 2nd Fret



INTRO: C  F  G  C
 
       G         C
My old man was a good old man
                        G
Skilled in the moulding trade
                            F    C
In the stinking heat of the iron foundry
F              G
My old man was made
F           G            C
Down on his knees in the moulding sand
   F                     G
He wore his trade like a company brand
       F                   C
He was one of the Cyclops' smoky band
     F        G      C    F  G  C
Yes, that was my old man


       G          C
My old man wasn't really old
                     G
It's just that I was young
                F            C
And anyone o'er twelve years old
    F              G
Was halfway to the tomb
       F            G         C
He was loyal to his workmates all his life
     F                 G
Gave over his pay-pack to his wife
     F                    C
He'd have a few jars on a Saturday night
     F        G      C    F  G  C
Yes, that was my old man


       G         C
My old man was a union man
                    G
Worked hard all his days
   C              F          
He understood the system
                          G
And was wise to the boss' ways
   F             G           C
He said, "If you want what's yours by right
       F                     G
You'll have to struggle with all your might
        F                C
They'll rob you blind if you don't fight them"
F        G      C    F  G  C
That was my old man


       G         C
My old man was a proud old man
                       G
At home on the foundry floor
                   F        C
Until the day they laid him off
    F                  G
And showed him out the door
     F            G            C
They gave him his card, said, "Times are slack,
   F                    G
We found a machine that has the knack
   F                  C
Of doing your job, so don't come back"
    F      G      C   
The end of my old man


       G       C
My old man was fifty-one
               G
What was he to do?
                     F      C
A moulding craftsman on the dole
   F              G
In nineteen fifty-two
   F         G     C
He felt he'd given all he could give
      F                     G
So he did what thousands of others did
    F                     C
He abandoned hope and the will to live
     F           G      C    F  G  C
They killed him, my old man

       G         C
My old man he is dead and gone
                  G
And I am your old man
                 F       C
And my advice to you, my child 
      F                    G
Is to fight back while you can
  F        G            C
Beware the man with the silicon chip
     F                     G
Hold on to your job with a good firm grip
       F                    C
'Cause if you don't, you've cashed your chips
    F       G      C   
The same as my old man
       F                    C
'Cause if you don't, you've cashed your chips
    F       G      C     F  G  C
The same as my old man