Chords for Factory Lad (Loosely Woven)
Tempo:
80.2 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [G] [F]
[C] [G] You wake up in [C] the morning, the sky is [G] black as night.
[C] Your mother's shouting up the stairs, you know she's winning [G] the fight.
You tumble [C] down to the breakfast table [F] and grab my [G] feet.
[C] Then it's out the door [F] and up [C] the road and through the factory gate.
[G] Turning steel, how do you [C] feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
If you felt like [C] me, you'd roll right out and [G] never roll [C] back in.
Cold and [F] dark, the morning [C] as you squeeze in [G] through the gate.
[C] As you clock in, [F] a bell will [C] ring, eight hours is [G] your fate.
[C] So it's off with your coat and off with your sleeves.
Then [F] it's right lads, [G] here's the cry.
[C] With one eye on the clock and the other if [F] you wish the time.
[C] The time comes right [F]
up at [C] the late return.
[G] The grinding, groaning, spinning metal, the hot air [G] and the dust.
[C] And as many as a time I've ridden my girl.
[F] We're walking through [G] the [C] gate in arms.
Turning steel, the world is crying.
Turning steel, [C] how do you feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
[C] If you felt [G] like me, [C] you'd roll right out and never roll back in.
[G]
[C] [G]
[C] [G]
[C] [F]
[C]
Well, old Tom, he left [F] last week, his final [G] bell did ring.
[C] His hair was white as the face beneath the oily [G] sunken sea.
Well, he made a speech [C] and he bid farewell [F] to a lifetime working [G] here.
[C] As I shook his hand, I thought of Nell and a lake of forty years.
[G] Turning steel, [C] how do you feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
If you felt like me, you'd [C] roll right out [F] and never roll back [C] in.
When my time [F] comes, has come at last, [C] and I will leave [G] his place.
[C] I'll walk right out [F] past the charge [C] hand's desk, never [G] turn my face.
[F] Out past the desk [C] and into the [F] sun, I'll leave it [G] all behind.
[C] With one regret, for that I'm left to carry on the grind.
[G] Turning [C] steel, how do you feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
[C] If you felt like me, you'd roll right out and [G] never roll [C] back in.
Turning [D] steel, how do you feel?
As in that [G] truck you spin.
[C] If you felt like me, you'd roll right out and never [G] roll back in.
[C] [G]
[F] [F]
[C]
[N]
[C] [G] You wake up in [C] the morning, the sky is [G] black as night.
[C] Your mother's shouting up the stairs, you know she's winning [G] the fight.
You tumble [C] down to the breakfast table [F] and grab my [G] feet.
[C] Then it's out the door [F] and up [C] the road and through the factory gate.
[G] Turning steel, how do you [C] feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
If you felt like [C] me, you'd roll right out and [G] never roll [C] back in.
Cold and [F] dark, the morning [C] as you squeeze in [G] through the gate.
[C] As you clock in, [F] a bell will [C] ring, eight hours is [G] your fate.
[C] So it's off with your coat and off with your sleeves.
Then [F] it's right lads, [G] here's the cry.
[C] With one eye on the clock and the other if [F] you wish the time.
[C] The time comes right [F]
up at [C] the late return.
[G] The grinding, groaning, spinning metal, the hot air [G] and the dust.
[C] And as many as a time I've ridden my girl.
[F] We're walking through [G] the [C] gate in arms.
Turning steel, the world is crying.
Turning steel, [C] how do you feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
[C] If you felt [G] like me, [C] you'd roll right out and never roll back in.
[G]
[C] [G]
[C] [G]
[C] [F]
[C]
Well, old Tom, he left [F] last week, his final [G] bell did ring.
[C] His hair was white as the face beneath the oily [G] sunken sea.
Well, he made a speech [C] and he bid farewell [F] to a lifetime working [G] here.
[C] As I shook his hand, I thought of Nell and a lake of forty years.
[G] Turning steel, [C] how do you feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
If you felt like me, you'd [C] roll right out [F] and never roll back [C] in.
When my time [F] comes, has come at last, [C] and I will leave [G] his place.
[C] I'll walk right out [F] past the charge [C] hand's desk, never [G] turn my face.
[F] Out past the desk [C] and into the [F] sun, I'll leave it [G] all behind.
[C] With one regret, for that I'm left to carry on the grind.
[G] Turning [C] steel, how do you feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
[C] If you felt like me, you'd roll right out and [G] never roll [C] back in.
Turning [D] steel, how do you feel?
As in that [G] truck you spin.
[C] If you felt like me, you'd roll right out and never [G] roll back in.
[C] [G]
[F] [F]
[C]
[N]
Key:
C
G
F
D
C
G
F
D
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [F] _
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ You wake up in [C] the morning, the sky is [G] black as night.
[C] Your mother's shouting up the stairs, you know she's winning [G] the fight.
You tumble [C] down to the breakfast table [F] and grab my [G] feet.
[C] Then it's out the door [F] and up [C] the road and through the factory gate.
[G] Turning steel, how do you [C] feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
_ If you felt like [C] me, you'd roll right out and [G] never roll [C] back in. _
_ _ Cold and [F] dark, the morning [C] as you squeeze in [G] through the gate.
[C] As you clock in, [F] a bell will [C] ring, eight hours is [G] your fate.
[C] So it's off with your coat and off with your sleeves.
Then [F] it's right lads, [G] here's the cry.
[C] With one eye on the clock and the other if [F] you wish the time.
[C] _ The time comes right [F]
up at [C] the late return.
[G] _ The grinding, groaning, spinning metal, the hot air [G] and the dust.
[C] And as many as a time I've ridden my girl.
[F] We're walking through [G] the _ [C] gate in arms.
Turning steel, the world is crying. _ _
Turning steel, [C] how do you feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
[C] If you felt [G] like me, [C] you'd roll right out and never roll back in.
[G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C]
Well, old Tom, he left [F] last week, his final [G] bell did ring.
[C] His hair was white as the face beneath the oily [G] sunken sea.
Well, he made a speech [C] and he bid farewell [F] to a lifetime working [G] here.
[C] As I shook his hand, I thought of Nell and a lake of forty years.
[G] Turning steel, [C] how do you feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
If you felt like me, you'd [C] roll right out [F] and never roll back [C] in.
When my time [F] comes, has come at last, [C] and I will leave [G] his place.
[C] I'll walk right out [F] past the charge [C] hand's desk, never [G] turn my face.
[F] Out past the desk [C] and into the [F] sun, I'll leave it [G] all behind.
[C] With one regret, for that I'm left to carry on the grind.
[G] Turning [C] steel, how do you feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
[C] If you felt like me, you'd roll right out and [G] never roll [C] back in.
Turning [D] steel, how do you feel?
As in that [G] truck you spin.
[C] If you felt like me, you'd roll right out and never [G] roll back in. _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [F] _
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ You wake up in [C] the morning, the sky is [G] black as night.
[C] Your mother's shouting up the stairs, you know she's winning [G] the fight.
You tumble [C] down to the breakfast table [F] and grab my [G] feet.
[C] Then it's out the door [F] and up [C] the road and through the factory gate.
[G] Turning steel, how do you [C] feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
_ If you felt like [C] me, you'd roll right out and [G] never roll [C] back in. _
_ _ Cold and [F] dark, the morning [C] as you squeeze in [G] through the gate.
[C] As you clock in, [F] a bell will [C] ring, eight hours is [G] your fate.
[C] So it's off with your coat and off with your sleeves.
Then [F] it's right lads, [G] here's the cry.
[C] With one eye on the clock and the other if [F] you wish the time.
[C] _ The time comes right [F]
up at [C] the late return.
[G] _ The grinding, groaning, spinning metal, the hot air [G] and the dust.
[C] And as many as a time I've ridden my girl.
[F] We're walking through [G] the _ [C] gate in arms.
Turning steel, the world is crying. _ _
Turning steel, [C] how do you feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
[C] If you felt [G] like me, [C] you'd roll right out and never roll back in.
[G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C]
Well, old Tom, he left [F] last week, his final [G] bell did ring.
[C] His hair was white as the face beneath the oily [G] sunken sea.
Well, he made a speech [C] and he bid farewell [F] to a lifetime working [G] here.
[C] As I shook his hand, I thought of Nell and a lake of forty years.
[G] Turning steel, [C] how do you feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
If you felt like me, you'd [C] roll right out [F] and never roll back [C] in.
When my time [F] comes, has come at last, [C] and I will leave [G] his place.
[C] I'll walk right out [F] past the charge [C] hand's desk, never [G] turn my face.
[F] Out past the desk [C] and into the [F] sun, I'll leave it [G] all behind.
[C] With one regret, for that I'm left to carry on the grind.
[G] Turning [C] steel, how do you feel?
As in that truck [G] you spin.
[C] If you felt like me, you'd roll right out and [G] never roll [C] back in.
Turning [D] steel, how do you feel?
As in that [G] truck you spin.
[C] If you felt like me, you'd roll right out and never [G] roll back in. _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _