Chords for Jez Lowe - Pitmen Poets

_ _ _ [C] And a lot of them were written by [Ab]
the coal miners [C] themselves.
_ _ _ _ [G]
I wrote these songs, made these [C] songs.
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An eagle I've been knowing living here.
_ _ [Cm] The Pitman Poet.
_ So this is my little salute to the Pitman Poet.
_ _ _ [Db] Homage.
Oh God, the word.
_ [Fm] Homage.
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I've got to put the [Fm] thumb up.
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They sit, our bands, to sleep with songs [Gm] that workers _ made.
_ [Cm] Fill them with black dust, [G]
bogeymen, when [Gm] day is done.
_ [Cm] But these gods and [Bb] mighty giants and [Gm] all fairy tales.
_ The men [Bb] that walked amongst us once, [Cm] but now they're gone.
These [Ab] things I know, [Bb] for the Pitman [G] Poets told me so.
[Gm] _ _
These things [Ab] I know, [Bb] for the Pitman Poets [Cm] told me so.
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They jowled, jowled and [G] listened as their action [Gm] played.
Their [Cm] lifetime lit by long light, not by [Gm] sly or sly.
_ And [Cm] through the ground [Bb] beneath our [G] feet they chewed [Gm] and lay.
_ [Eb] Some were [C] swallowed with a mighty swipe, [Cm] the others were done.
These [Fm] things I know, for [Bb] the Pitman [G] Poets told me so.
_ _ [Gm] These things [Ab] I know, [Bb] for the Pitman Poets [Cm] told me so.
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_ _ The women watched and [F] waited, ever [Gm] strong and bold.
_ _ [Cm] Loved and loved, [F] despite those [Gm] many mouths to feed.
_ [Cm] And down the front line [Bb] masters, under [Gm] lies they told.
_ [Eb] As they [Bb] sacrificed good men to the gods [Cm] of pain and greed.
These [Fm] things I know, for [Bb] the Pitman Poets [G] told me so.
_ [Gm] _ These things [Ab] I know, [Bb] for the Pitman [Cm] Poets told me so.
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And the pulley [C] wheels and [F] all iron [Gm] machines grew cold and still.
_ _ [Cm] _ _ Unions were [G] broken by deceit [Gm] and lies.
_ [Cm] Sad [F] eyes were left to [Bb] stare down [Gm] for the people who lived.
_ [Eb] The glory of the [Bb] lives they left will [Cm] never die.
These things I know, for the Pitman [Gm] Poets told [G] me so.
_ _ These things [Ab] I know, [Bb] for the Pitman Poets [Cm] told me so. _ _
These things [Ab] I know, [Bb] for the Pitman [C] Poets [Gm] told me so. _ _
These things [Ab] I [Bb] know, for the Pitman [Cm] Poets told me so.
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