Capo 2
G
The countryside is dying
G/F#
They're closing village stores
C
While shepherds watched their flocks by night
G D
The government burn them all
Am
And here's another post office
C D G
With boards across the door
G
Now the rich folks came from london
G/F#
To breathe the cleaner air
C
They listen to The Archers
G D
Buy new barbours, grow their hair
Am
Then they buy up all the houses
So country people born-and-bred
C D G
Can't afford to live there
G
Now the Countryside Alliance
G/F#
We'll call them 'the cunts' for short
C
They promised in defiance
G D
That a battle would be fought
Am
Then they ignored the real issues
C D G
And just shout about their bloody sport
C G D
And you can call it a betrayal well it looks like that to me
C G D
And you can call it bad behaviour or a waste of time and money
C G D
And I've never been in favour of police brutality
Em
But when the huntsman comes a-marchin'
C D G C D G
You give him one for me, officer, give him one for me.
G
Now the cunts have come to London
G/F#
To show us all what for:
C
There were only 20 thousand of them
G D
Marching down through Whitehall
Am
But they were such a bunch of thugs
Am
And the police arrested more
Than when 2 million normal people
C D G
Marched against the war
C G D
And you can call it a betrayal well it looks like that to me
C G D
And you can call it bad behaviour or a waste of time and money
C G D
And I've never been in favour of police brutality
Em
But when the huntsman comes a-marchin'
C D G C D G
You give him one for me, officer, give him one for me.
Em Am C G
Where were you when the miners fought to save their livelihoods?
Em Am C G
You were dressed up in red velvet somewhere deep in the woods
Em Am C G
You loved the fucking poll tax, you propped up Maggie Thatcher
Em Am
And you didn't give a fuck about Tony Blair
C G
'Til he threw your hobby back at ya.
G
The countryside is dying
G/F#
Some say it's already dead
C G D
And the huntsman's got a boner as the dogs rip the fox to shreds
Am
Then he smears the blood on his daughter's face
C D G
And drags her back to bed.
C G D
And you can call it a betrayal well it looks like that to me
C G D
And you can call it bad behaviour or a waste of time and money
C G D
And I've never been in favour of police brutality
Em
But when the huntsman comes a-marchin'
C D G C D G
You give him one for me, officer, give him one for me.
