Pound A Week Rise

Cm Fm Come all you colliers who work down the mine Cm Gm From Scotland to South Wales, from Teesdale to Tyne Cm Fm I'll sing you a song of the pound a week rise Cm A# Cm And the men who were fooled by the government's lies Cm Fm In nineteen and sixty a few years ago Cm Gm The mineworkers' leaders to Lord Robens did go Cm Fm Sayin' "We work very hard, every day we risk our lives Cm A# Cm And we ask you here and now for a pound a week rise." Cm And it's down you go, down below, Jack Fm Where you never see the skies Cm And you're workin' in a dungeon A# Cm For your pound a week rise Cm Fm Well up spoke Lord Robens and he made this decree Cm Gm "When the output rises, then with you I will agree Cm Fm I'll raise up all your wages, I'll give to you fair pay Cm Gm For I was once a miner and I worked hard in my day" Cm And it's down you go, down below, Jack Fm Where you never see the skies Cm And you're workin' in a dungeon A# Cm For your pound a week rise Cm Fm The miners they went home, they worked hard and well Cm Gm Their lungs filled with coal dust in the bosom of hell Cm Fm The output rose by fifteen, eighteen percent, and more Cm A# Cm And when two years had passed and gone it rose about a score Cm Fm The miners, they went to get their hard-earned prize Cm Gm They went to ask Lord Robens for their pound a week rise Cm Fm Robens wouldn't give a pound, he wouldn't give ten bob Cm Gm He gave 'em seven and six and said now "Get back to your jobs!" Cm And it's down you go, down below, Jack Fm Where you never see the skies Cm And you're workin' in a dungeon A# Cm For your pound a week rise Cm Fm Cm Gm Cm Fm Cm Cm Fm So come all you colliers, take heed what I say Cm Gm Don't believe Lord Robens when he says he'll give fair pay Cm Fm He'll tell you to work hard and make the output rise Cm A# Cm You'll get pie in the sky instead of a one pound rise Cm And it's down you go, down below, Jack Fm Where you never see the skies Cm And you're workin' in a dungeon A# Cm For your pound a week rise Cm And it's down you go, down below, Jack Fm Where you never see the skies Cm And you're workin' in a dungeon A# Cm For your pound a week rise