No Use For Him Lyrics And Chords Eric Bogle
Recorded by Iain MacKintosh, a Scottish folk singer who recorded several albums in the late seventies/early eighties and guitar chords by Marc Fahrbach in chordpro.
Lyrics and chords as used by Iain MacKintosh (Capo on 3rd fret)
Lyrics and chords as used by Iain MacKintosh (Capo on 3rd fret)
My [G]father was a [Em]big strong man, he [D]worked hard all his [G]life
He was always in the [Em]whisky glass and [D]never out of [D7]strife A [C]proud and stiff-necked [Am]man he was, he’d [G]never bowed nor [Em]bent He [C]called no man his master, and [G]very few his [D]friend But they [C]broke him [G]in the [D]end, when [D7]they'd no [G]use for him Chorus They [G]took away his [Em]job when they'd no [D]use for him any [G]more After nearly [Em]thirty years they [D]kicked him out the [D7]door But they [C]let him keep his [Am]railway jacket, [G]overcoat, and [Em]cap And a [C]pension of nine bob a week, he was [G]lucky to get [D]that But they [C]nearly [G]broke his [D]heart, when [D7]they'd no [G]use for him I [G]spent much of my [Em]childhood time up [D]in the signal [G]box High in my father's [Em]castle, twenty [D]feet above the [D7]tracks [C]crash would go the [Am]signals as he [G]flipped them with his [Em]hand And the [C]mighty cars of steam and steel would [G]stop at his com[D]mand [C]Oh, but [G]it was [D]grand, when [D7]they had a [G]use for him Chorus When you're [G]fifty-five years [Em]old and you're [D]looking for some [G]work Nobody wants to [Em]know your face, no-[D]one gives you a [D7]start So I [C]watched him growing [Am]older and more [G]bitter every [Em]day As [C] his pride and self-respect, were [G]slowly drain a[D]way There was [C]nothing [G]I could [D]say - they [D7]had no [G]use for him No Use For Him Chords In C Major
My [C]father was a [Am]big strong man, he [G]worked hard all his [C]life He was always in the [Am]whisky glass and [G]never out of [G7]strife A [F]proud and stiff-necked [Dm]man he was, he’d [C]never bowed nor [Am]bent He [F]called no man his master, and [C]very few his [G]friend But they [F]broke him [C]in the [G]end, when [G7]they'd no [C]use for him Chorus They [C]took away his [Am]job when they'd no [G]use for him any [C]more After nearly [Am]thirty years they [G]kicked him out the [G7]door But they [F]let him keep his [Dm]railway jacket, [C]overcoat, and [Am]cap And a [F]pension of nine bob a week, he was [C]lucky to get [G]that But they [F]nearly [C]broke his [G]heart, when [G7]they'd no [C]use for him No Use For Him Song Words Without The Chords
My father was a big strong man, he worked hard all his life He was always in the whisky glass and never out of strife A proud and stiff-necked man he was, he’d never bowed nor bent He called no man his master, and very few his friend But they broke him in the end, when they'd no use for him Chorus They took away his job when they'd no use for him any more After nearly thirty years they kicked him out the door But they let him keep his railway jacket, overcoat, and cap And a pension of nine bob a week, he was lucky to get that But they nearly broke his heart, when they'd no use for him I spent much of my childhood time up in the signal box High in my father's castle, twenty feet above the tracks crash would go the signals as he flipped them with his hand And the mighty cars of steam and steel would stop at his command Oh, but it was grand, when they had a use for him Chorus When you're fifty-five years old and you're looking for some work Nobody wants to know your face, no-one gives you a start So I watched him growing older and more bitter every day As his pride and self-respect, were slowly drain away There was nothing I could say - they had no use for . Eric Bogle Lyrics And Chords |
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