Deeside

[A]  [F] man breaks down to that  [C] unemployment  [G] sound
He  C takes a last walk down that old coast road
In the  F dying death throes of  C all that he  G knows
The  Am sight of those men walking  C through the gates
Was like a  F lame pit pony at the  C end of its  G days

                    [C]   [F]   [C]   [G]

In a  C deeside town eight thousand went down
In [A]  [F] February day in the  [C] driving  [G] rain
No  C winners just losers and cuts and bruises
As the  F picket lines fell, the  C industry  G died
Theres  Am still one question after  C all this time
Is a  F working man born to  C live and then  G die?

Fire fire fire.

To  [C] build the  [G] ships to  [F] set the  [C] sails
To  G cross the sea of  Am fools
To be  C dealt the  G cards
To  [F] play our  [C] hand
To  G win or else to  Am lose
In this  G cruel world that  F kicks a man when hes  G down

                      [C]   [F]   [C]   [G]

And  C lady luck smiles on the few in this world
And I  F hope and I pray that she  C smiles on  G you
I  C aint gonna preach, no I aint gonna teach
I m  F just gonna sing about the  C things that I  G need

A  Am little bit of love, a  C little bit of hope
A  F little bit of strength, some  C fuel for the  G fire

(fire fire fire)

To  [C] build the  [G] ships....................

And  F all  C around the  G world the lights are  Am going down.