Killing Floor chords by Redgum

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Redgum - Killing Floor
I'm not goin to mark verse/chorus exe, I will just space for the stanzas (?)
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Em               G
Joe spoke no english but he had a dream
    A            G
And he saved up most of his pay
Em           G
To bring his wife and six kids from Lebanon
    G    D   A
And settle down here to stay

Em               G
You could feel the prison of his loneliness
    A        G
He wouldn't see them for years
    Em           G
He kept brandy behind the compressed air tanks
    G        D       A
And he gulped it when the coast was clear

Em           G
Nick the Greek collected tropical fish
A            G
Had to be a character too
Em               G
Smuggled in Pirhana just to break the law
    G    D   A
And he fed them on kangaroo

Em           G
Bob's pride was his handlebar moustache
A            G
Said he still combed out sand
Em           G
Pushed a tank through the Sahara desert
    G        D   A
So they made him the leading hand

Em               G
And the summer night shifts were long and cool
A            G
Charlie chain smoked cigars
Em           G
David sweated in his speckled paint mask
    G    D   A
As he gazed out at the stars

Em           G
Crazy Charlie was a Yugoslav
    A            G
His old straight eight Chevy could move
    Em           G
His ambition was to live on a hippie commune
        G    D   A
When Dave told him about free love

Em               G
Fred had been a farmer and a heavyweight champ
A            G
Hands like a stump jump plough
Em           G
Moved the earth with a thrust of his arms
        G    D   A
He was loading on the paint line now

    Em           G
And the boys made a noise every Friday night
    A        G
At the bar of the Hilton Hotel
Em           G
Downing pints and chewing the fat
        G    D   A
Till the ten o'clock closing bell

    Em           G
It was only rumour til the foreman came
    A            G
And hiding his shame with a cough
    Em               G
He said they're cutting back down to one shift now
    G        D   A
They're gonna have to lay you off

Em           G
Joe held his gaze and gulped a brandy
    A        G
And spat it out at his feet
Em           G
Bob stood bolt still looking thunderstruck
    G    D   A
Nick swore for an hour in Greek

    Em           G
Their anger was spent in a rush of fire
    A        G
And smouldered out of mind
Em               G
When they shook hands on that last grey day
    G    D   A
Each was in his way resigned

    Em       G
Then a few days later I saw old Joe
A            G
Looking like he'd aged ten years
Em           G
Drunk on the tiles at the Stag Hotel
    G        D   A
And he couldn't hold back the tears

Em                   G
Fred had talked of his grueling heavyweight bouts
    A        G
I remembered what he'd said
    Em           G
There's no giving up on that killing floor
G        D   A
If you don't fight you're dead

    Em               G
If you work with your hands for your livelihood
    A            G
Some day you might have to choose
Em               G
When the class war rages on the factory floor
G        D   A
If you don't fight you lose
If you don't fight you loose...