Capo: 3 Verse 1: C 5.15 a.m. C Snow laying all around F A collier cycles home C From his night shift underground G Past the silent pub G Primary school, workingmen's club Dm On the road from the pithead F The churchyard packed C With mining dead
C Then beneath the bridge C He comes to a giant car F A shroud of snow upon the roof C A Mark Ten Jaguar G He thought the man was fast asleep G Silent, still and deep Dm Both dead and cold F Shot through C With bullet holes Chorus: Fmaj7 The one armed bandit man Fmaj7 Came north to fill his boots C Came up from cockney land C E-type Jags and flashy suits Fmaj7 Put your money in Fmaj7 Pull the levers Fmaj7 Watch them spin C Cash cows in all the pubs C But he preferred the new nightclubs G Nineteen sixty-seven G Bandit men in birdcage heaven Am La dolce vita, sixty-nine F C G All new to people of the Tyne Verse 2: C Who knows who did what C Somebody made a call F They said his hands F Were in the pot C That he'd been skimming hauls G He picks up the swag G They gaily gave away Dm Drives his giant Jag F C Off to his big pay day Chorus: Fmaj7 The bandit man Fmaj7 Came north to fill his boots C Came up from cockneyland C E-type Jags and flashy suits Fmaj7 The bandit man Fmaj7 Came up the great north road C Up to geordieland C To mine G The mother lode Verse 3: C Seams blew up or cracked C Black diamonds came hard won F Generations toiled and hacked C For a pittance and black lung G Crushed by tub or stone G Together G And alone Dm How the young and old F C Paid the price of coal G Eighteen sixty-seven G My angel's gone to heaven Am He'll be happy there F C G Sunlight and sweet clean air C They gather round the glass C Tough hewers and crutters Am Child trappers and putters F G The little foals and half-marrows Dm Who pushed G And pulled the barrows Dm The hod boys F And the rolleywaymen C 5.15 a.m.