Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

(hammer on the string)

then on the A string slide whilst strumming from 3 to 5 to 7 and back to three.

(play around with it)

The countryside is dying

[G/f#]

They're closing village stores

While shepherds watched their flocks by night

The government burned them all

And here's another post office

 With boards across the door

The people from the city came

[G/f#]

To breathe the cleaner air

They listen to The Archers

 Buy new coats and grow their hair

Then they buy up all the houses

So country people born-and-bred

Can't afford to live there

Now the Countryside Alliance

[G/f#]

We'll call them 'the cunts' for short

They promised in defiance

 That a battle would be fought

 Then ignored the real problems

 To shout about their bloody sport

Call it a betrayal - it looks like that to me

Call it bad behaviour and a waste of time and money

I've never been in favour of police brutality

 But when the huntsman comes a-marchin'

 Well give him one for me, officer, give him one for me.

Now the cunts have come to London

[G/f#]

To give us all what for:

There were only 20 thousand of them

Marching down through Whitehall

 But they were such a bunch of thugs

The police arrested more

Than when 2 million normal people

Marched against the war

Call it a betrayal - looks like that to me

Call it bad behaviour and a waste of time and money

I've never been in favour of police brutality

 But when the huntsman comes a-marchin'

 Well give him one for me, officer, give him one for me.

 Where were you when the miners fought to save their livelihoods?

 Dressed up in red velvet somewhere deep in the woods

 You loved the fucking poll tax, you propped up Margaret Thatcher

 And you didn't give a fuck about Tony Blair

 'Til he threw your hobby back at ya.

The countryside is dying

[G/f#]

Some say it's already dead

 And the huntsman has a boner as the dogs pull it to shreds

 Then he wipes the blood on his daughter's face

 And drags her back to bed.

Call it a betrayal - looks like that to me

Call it bad behaviour and a waste of time and money

And I've never been in favour of police brutality

 But when the huntsman comes a-marchin'

 Well give him one for me, officer, give him one for me.

END