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Ballad Of Accounting

Ewan Maccoll
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
In  the morning we built  the city
 In the afternoon  walked through  its streets
Evening saw  us leaving
  We  wandered through our days as if they  would never end
  All  of us imagined  we had endless  time to spend
  We hardly  saw the crossroads and small  attention gave
  To landmarks  on the journey from the cradle  to the grave,
  cradle  to the grave, cradle  to the grave
 Did you learn to dream in the morning?
 Abandon dreams in the afternoon?
 Wait without hope in the evening?
  Did you stand there in the traces and let 'em feed you lies?
  Did you trail along behind them wearing blinkers on your eyes?
  Did you kiss the foot that kicked you, did you thank them for
  their scorn?
  Did you ask for their forgiveness for the act of being born,
  act of being born, act of being born?
 Did you alter the face of the city?
 Make any change in the world you found?
 Or did you observe all the warnings?
  Did you read the trespass notices, did you keep off the grass?
  Did you shuffle up the pavements just to let your betters pass?
  Did you learn to keep your mouth shut, were you seen but never heard?
  Did you learn to be obedient and jump to at a word,
  jump to at a word, jump to at a word?
 Did you demand any answers?
 The who and the what and the reason why?
 Did you ever question the setup?
  Did you stand aside and let 'em choose while you took second best?
  Did you let 'em skim the cream off and give to you the rest?
  Did you settle for the shoddy and did you think it right
  To let 'em rob you right and left and never make a fight,
  never make a fight, never make a fight?
 What did you learn in the morning?
 How much did you know in the afternoon?
 Were you content in the evening?
  Did they teach you how to question when you were at the school?
  Did the factory help you, were you the maker or the tool?
  Did the place where you were living enrich your life and then
  Did you reach some understanding of all your fellow men,
  all your fellow men, all your fellow men?

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Readable chord sheet for Ballad Of Accounting by Ewan Maccoll

[Am]In the morning we [E7]built the [Am]city
In the [C]afternoon walked [G]through its [Em]streets
[Am]Evening [Em]saw us [E7]leaving
        [Am]We wandered through our days as if [E7]they would never [Am]end
        [Am]All of us [G]imagined we had [Am]endless time to [Em]spend
        We [Am]hardly saw the crossroads and [G]small attention gave
        To [Am]landmarks on the journey from the [E7]cradle to the [Am]grave,
                [E7]cradle to the [Am]grave, [E7]cradle to the [Am]grave

Did you learn to dream in the morning?
Abandon dreams in the afternoon?
Wait without hope in the evening?
        Did you stand there in the traces and let 'em feed you lies?
        Did you trail along behind them wearing blinkers on your eyes?
        Did you kiss the foot that kicked you, did you thank them for
                their scorn?
        Did you ask for their forgiveness for the act of being born,
                act of being born, act of being born?

Did you alter the face of the city?
Make any change in the world you found?
Or did you observe all the warnings?
        Did you read the trespass notices, did you keep off the grass?
        Did you shuffle up the pavements just to let your betters pass?
        Did you learn to keep your mouth shut, were you seen but never heard?
        Did you learn to be obedient and jump to at a word,
                jump to at a word, jump to at a word?

Did you demand any answers?
The who and the what and the reason why?
Did you ever question the setup?
        Did you stand aside and let 'em choose while you took second best?
        Did you let 'em skim the cream off and give to you the rest?
        Did you settle for the shoddy and did you think it right
        To let 'em rob you right and left and never make a fight,
                never make a fight, never make a fight?

What did you learn in the morning?
How much did you know in the afternoon?
Were you content in the evening?
        Did they teach you how to question when you were at the school?
        Did the factory help you, were you the maker or the tool?
        Did the place where you were living enrich your life and then
        Did you reach some understanding of all your fellow men,
                all your fellow men, all your fellow men?

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