Killing Floor Chords by Redgum
Tempo:
103.35 bpm
Chords used:
A
G
E
Em
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
[Em] [A]
[Bm]
[Em]
[E]
[A]
Just spoke no [E] English but he had a [F#] dream and he saved up most of his pay
To bring his wife and six kids from Lebanon [E] and settle down here to stay
You could feel the prison of his loneliness cos he wouldn't see them for years
He kept Brandy behind and [Em] compressed their tanks [E] and he gulped it when the coast was clear
[A]
Nick the Greek [E] collected tropical fish but he had to be a [G] character too
[E] So he smuggled in [G] piranha just to break the law and he fed them [A] on kangaroo
And Bob's pride was his hand, all bar mustache and he said he still [G] combed out sand
Pushed a tank through the Sahara desert so they [E] made him the leading [A] hand
[A] Ah ha [Em] ha, the summer night shifts [F#] were long and cool [E] and Charlie Jane smoked [A] cigars
Young David smirted in his speckled paint [D] mask as he gazed out at the stars
[Em] [A] Crazy Charlie was a Yuga slave, his old straight-A [G] Chevy could move
His ambition was to live on a hippie commune when Dave told him about [A] free love
Fred had been a farmer and a heavyweight champion, hands like a stump-jump plough
Moved the earth with the [G] thrust of his arm, he was loading on the paint line now
Ah ha ha, [G] and the boys made a [F#] noise every Friday night [E] at the bar at the Hilton [A] Hotel
Downing [B] pints and chewing a [D] bat till the ten o'clock [G] closing bell
[Em] [A] It was only rumour till the foreman came in hiding his shame [G] with a cough
[A] He said they're cutting back [G] down to one shift now, they're gonna have to lay you [G#] off
[Em] Joe held his [F#] gaze and got the [E] brandy and spat it out at his feet
[A] Bob stood bob still [B] looking thunderstruck, [D] Nick swore for an hour in Greek
[A] Their anger was spent in a rush of fire and then smouldered out [G] of mind
When they shook hands on that last great day, each was [B] in his way resigned
And a few days later I [A] saw old Joe and he looked like he'd aged [Em] ten years
[A] Drove on the tiles of the [G] Stake Hotel and he couldn't hold back the [E] tears
[A] Ah ha [G] ha, when he talked of [F#m] his gruelling heavyweight bouts I remembered what he [A] said
There's no giving up on that killing floor, [D] if you don't fight you're dead
[Em] [A] You work with your [G] hands for your livelihood, [E] someday you might have to choose
When the class war rages on the factory floor, if you [A] don't fight you lose
If you [E] don't fight you lose
If you don't fight you lose
If you don't fight you lose
[Em] [A]
[N]
[Em] [A]
[Bm]
[Em]
[E]
[A]
Just spoke no [E] English but he had a [F#] dream and he saved up most of his pay
To bring his wife and six kids from Lebanon [E] and settle down here to stay
You could feel the prison of his loneliness cos he wouldn't see them for years
He kept Brandy behind and [Em] compressed their tanks [E] and he gulped it when the coast was clear
[A]
Nick the Greek [E] collected tropical fish but he had to be a [G] character too
[E] So he smuggled in [G] piranha just to break the law and he fed them [A] on kangaroo
And Bob's pride was his hand, all bar mustache and he said he still [G] combed out sand
Pushed a tank through the Sahara desert so they [E] made him the leading [A] hand
[A] Ah ha [Em] ha, the summer night shifts [F#] were long and cool [E] and Charlie Jane smoked [A] cigars
Young David smirted in his speckled paint [D] mask as he gazed out at the stars
[Em] [A] Crazy Charlie was a Yuga slave, his old straight-A [G] Chevy could move
His ambition was to live on a hippie commune when Dave told him about [A] free love
Fred had been a farmer and a heavyweight champion, hands like a stump-jump plough
Moved the earth with the [G] thrust of his arm, he was loading on the paint line now
Ah ha ha, [G] and the boys made a [F#] noise every Friday night [E] at the bar at the Hilton [A] Hotel
Downing [B] pints and chewing a [D] bat till the ten o'clock [G] closing bell
[Em] [A] It was only rumour till the foreman came in hiding his shame [G] with a cough
[A] He said they're cutting back [G] down to one shift now, they're gonna have to lay you [G#] off
[Em] Joe held his [F#] gaze and got the [E] brandy and spat it out at his feet
[A] Bob stood bob still [B] looking thunderstruck, [D] Nick swore for an hour in Greek
[A] Their anger was spent in a rush of fire and then smouldered out [G] of mind
When they shook hands on that last great day, each was [B] in his way resigned
And a few days later I [A] saw old Joe and he looked like he'd aged [Em] ten years
[A] Drove on the tiles of the [G] Stake Hotel and he couldn't hold back the [E] tears
[A] Ah ha [G] ha, when he talked of [F#m] his gruelling heavyweight bouts I remembered what he [A] said
There's no giving up on that killing floor, [D] if you don't fight you're dead
[Em] [A] You work with your [G] hands for your livelihood, [E] someday you might have to choose
When the class war rages on the factory floor, if you [A] don't fight you lose
If you [E] don't fight you lose
If you don't fight you lose
If you don't fight you lose
[Em] [A]
[N]
Key:
A
G
E
Em
F#
A
G
E
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[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Just spoke no [E] English but he had a [F#] dream and he saved up most of his pay
To bring his wife and six kids from Lebanon [E] and settle down here to stay
You could feel the prison of his loneliness cos he wouldn't see them for years
He kept Brandy behind and [Em] compressed their tanks [E] and he gulped it when the coast was clear
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
Nick the Greek [E] collected tropical fish but he had to be a [G] character too
[E] So he smuggled in [G] piranha just to break the law and he fed them [A] on kangaroo
And Bob's pride was his hand, all bar mustache and he said he still [G] combed out sand
Pushed a tank through the Sahara desert so they [E] made him the leading [A] hand
_ _ [A] _ Ah ha [Em] ha, the summer night shifts [F#] were long and cool [E] and Charlie Jane smoked [A] cigars
Young David smirted in his speckled paint [D] mask as he gazed out at the stars
[Em] _ _ [A] Crazy Charlie was a Yuga slave, his old straight-A [G] Chevy could move
His ambition was to live on a hippie commune when Dave told him about [A] free love
Fred had been a farmer and a heavyweight champion, hands like a stump-jump plough
Moved the earth with the [G] thrust of his arm, he was loading on the paint line now _ _ _ _
Ah ha ha, [G] and the boys made a [F#] noise every Friday night [E] at the bar at the Hilton [A] Hotel
Downing [B] pints and chewing a [D] bat till the ten o'clock [G] closing bell
[Em] _ _ [A] It was only rumour till the foreman came in hiding his shame [G] with a cough
[A] He said they're cutting back [G] down to one shift now, they're gonna have to lay you [G#] off _ _
_ _ [Em] Joe held his [F#] gaze and got the [E] brandy and spat it out at his feet
[A] Bob stood bob still [B] looking thunderstruck, [D] Nick swore for an hour in Greek
_ [A] Their anger was spent in a rush of fire and then smouldered out [G] of mind
When they shook hands on that last great day, each was [B] in his way resigned _ _
And a few days later I [A] saw old Joe and he looked like he'd aged [Em] ten years
[A] Drove on the tiles of the [G] Stake Hotel and he couldn't hold back the [E] tears
_ _ [A] _ Ah ha [G] ha, when he talked of [F#m] his gruelling heavyweight bouts I remembered what he [A] said
There's no giving up on that killing floor, [D] if you don't fight you're dead _
[Em] _ [A] You work with your [G] hands for your livelihood, [E] someday you might have to choose
When the class war rages on the factory floor, if you [A] don't fight you lose
If you [E] don't fight you lose
If you don't _ _ fight you lose
If you _ don't fight you lose
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Just spoke no [E] English but he had a [F#] dream and he saved up most of his pay
To bring his wife and six kids from Lebanon [E] and settle down here to stay
You could feel the prison of his loneliness cos he wouldn't see them for years
He kept Brandy behind and [Em] compressed their tanks [E] and he gulped it when the coast was clear
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
Nick the Greek [E] collected tropical fish but he had to be a [G] character too
[E] So he smuggled in [G] piranha just to break the law and he fed them [A] on kangaroo
And Bob's pride was his hand, all bar mustache and he said he still [G] combed out sand
Pushed a tank through the Sahara desert so they [E] made him the leading [A] hand
_ _ [A] _ Ah ha [Em] ha, the summer night shifts [F#] were long and cool [E] and Charlie Jane smoked [A] cigars
Young David smirted in his speckled paint [D] mask as he gazed out at the stars
[Em] _ _ [A] Crazy Charlie was a Yuga slave, his old straight-A [G] Chevy could move
His ambition was to live on a hippie commune when Dave told him about [A] free love
Fred had been a farmer and a heavyweight champion, hands like a stump-jump plough
Moved the earth with the [G] thrust of his arm, he was loading on the paint line now _ _ _ _
Ah ha ha, [G] and the boys made a [F#] noise every Friday night [E] at the bar at the Hilton [A] Hotel
Downing [B] pints and chewing a [D] bat till the ten o'clock [G] closing bell
[Em] _ _ [A] It was only rumour till the foreman came in hiding his shame [G] with a cough
[A] He said they're cutting back [G] down to one shift now, they're gonna have to lay you [G#] off _ _
_ _ [Em] Joe held his [F#] gaze and got the [E] brandy and spat it out at his feet
[A] Bob stood bob still [B] looking thunderstruck, [D] Nick swore for an hour in Greek
_ [A] Their anger was spent in a rush of fire and then smouldered out [G] of mind
When they shook hands on that last great day, each was [B] in his way resigned _ _
And a few days later I [A] saw old Joe and he looked like he'd aged [Em] ten years
[A] Drove on the tiles of the [G] Stake Hotel and he couldn't hold back the [E] tears
_ _ [A] _ Ah ha [G] ha, when he talked of [F#m] his gruelling heavyweight bouts I remembered what he [A] said
There's no giving up on that killing floor, [D] if you don't fight you're dead _
[Em] _ [A] You work with your [G] hands for your livelihood, [E] someday you might have to choose
When the class war rages on the factory floor, if you [A] don't fight you lose
If you [E] don't fight you lose
If you don't _ _ fight you lose
If you _ don't fight you lose
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _