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...