[Bm]They closed up the [F#]sooty gates of [Bm]Ayres and Comp[F#]any
[Bm]We stood on the [F#]picket line, my [E7]Jennifer and me
We b[Bm]locked the street, [F#]now the lorries [E7]come and turn about
There's [G]nothing getting in there and there's nothing getting out
Oh, she's [D]just a tender [G]thing, she's [D]risking life and [G]limb
My [Bm]sweetheart's [A]on the barri[G]cade
My [D]heart it skips a [G]beat, there'll be [D]fighting in the [G]street
But [Bm]hungry folk for[A]get to be a[G]fraid
My sweetheart's [F#]on the barri[Bm]cade[E7][Bm][F#]
And here come the managers to hit us on the sly
And tinpot generals with glory in their eyes
Owners, moaners, Judases and Janes
But righteousness is in our eyes, we've got no time for games
In her manner she is mild and fairly just a child
My sweetheart's on the barricade
For a fair wage in her hand, the equal of a man
She'll stand front rank in the parade
My sweetheart's on the barricade
Instrumental verses
[D]She's running leaflets through the [A]alley
[D]She's passing hymn books at the [A]rally. [F#]Halleluiah!
[G]Friends and neighbours, won't you join the cause
[D]Drill it in the tiny minds of them that make the laws
That [G]workers are human, we're really just the same
We've [E7]got to have the nourishment to fill a human frame
Oh, we're [Bm]people not a [G]mob and we [Bm]only wants a [G]job
My [Bm]sweetheart's [A]on the barri[G]cade
We've [Bm]had it up to [G]here, too [Bm]numb to feel the [G]fear
My [Bm]sweetheart's [A]on the barri[G]cade
My [Em]heart it skips a [F#m]beat there'll be [Em]fighting in the [F#m]street
My [Em]sweetheart's [F#]on the barri[Bm]cade
by: Jos Duarte
[email protected]
[Bm]We stood on the [F#]picket line, my [E7]Jennifer and me
We b[Bm]locked the street, [F#]now the lorries [E7]come and turn about
There's [G]nothing getting in there and there's nothing getting out
Oh, she's [D]just a tender [G]thing, she's [D]risking life and [G]limb
My [Bm]sweetheart's [A]on the barri[G]cade
My [D]heart it skips a [G]beat, there'll be [D]fighting in the [G]street
But [Bm]hungry folk for[A]get to be a[G]fraid
My sweetheart's [F#]on the barri[Bm]cade[E7][Bm][F#]
And here come the managers to hit us on the sly
And tinpot generals with glory in their eyes
Owners, moaners, Judases and Janes
But righteousness is in our eyes, we've got no time for games
In her manner she is mild and fairly just a child
My sweetheart's on the barricade
For a fair wage in her hand, the equal of a man
She'll stand front rank in the parade
My sweetheart's on the barricade
Instrumental verses
[D]She's running leaflets through the [A]alley
[D]She's passing hymn books at the [A]rally. [F#]Halleluiah!
[G]Friends and neighbours, won't you join the cause
[D]Drill it in the tiny minds of them that make the laws
That [G]workers are human, we're really just the same
We've [E7]got to have the nourishment to fill a human frame
Oh, we're [Bm]people not a [G]mob and we [Bm]only wants a [G]job
My [Bm]sweetheart's [A]on the barri[G]cade
We've [Bm]had it up to [G]here, too [Bm]numb to feel the [G]fear
My [Bm]sweetheart's [A]on the barri[G]cade
My [Em]heart it skips a [F#m]beat there'll be [Em]fighting in the [F#m]street
My [Em]sweetheart's [F#]on the barri[Bm]cade
by: Jos Duarte
[email protected]
