The Puddlers Tale
Stan Rogers
D
(início)
D A D They neither know of night or day D G A They night and day pour out their thunder D G As every ingot rolls away D Em B A A dozen more are split asunder D A D There is a sign beside the gate D G A "Eleven Days" since a man lay dying D G Now every shift brings fear and hate D Em A D And shaken men in terror crying
Verse 2
D A D The molten rivers boil away D G A A fiery brew hell never e - qualed D G To their profits the bosses pray D Em B A And Mammon sings in his grim cathedral D A D His attendants join the choir D G A And heaven help us if we're shirking D G Stoke the furnace-altar fire D Em A D And just be thankful that we're working!
Chorus
A D G Do this, then, charge the hoppers high D Em A D Lest you endure the foreman's choler A D G Do this, then, drain the tankards dry D Em B A And let us toast the almighty dollar D A D That keeps us chained here before the fire D G A Where heat and noise set the weak a-quaking D G At the siren's infernal cry D Em A D The open hearth sets the ground to shaking
Bridge
A D G D G A D A D G D Em A
Chorus
A D G Do this, then, raise the babies high D Em B A And make them shriek with love and laughter! A D G Do this, then, kiss your woman's eyes D Em B A And raise a song unto the rafters! D A D Wash the steel mill from your hair D G A Heap the table 'till it's breaking D G 'Nor let terror enter there D Em A D And in the hearth set the glasses breaking
Cifra adaptada de fontes públicas. Direitos da composição pertencem aos autores e gravadoras originais. Esta página é parte do projeto educacional Mania de Músico.

