C
The countryside is dying
C/A
They're closing village stores
F
While shepherds watched their flocks by night
C G
The government burn them all
Dm
And here's another post office
F G C
With boards across the door
C
Now the rich folks came from london
C/A
To breathe the cleaner air
F
They listen to The Archers
C G
Buy new barbours, grow their hair
Dm
Then they buy up all the houses
F
So country people born-and-bred
F G C
Can't afford to live there
C
Now the Countryside Alliance
C/A
We'll call them 'the cunts' for short
F
They promised in defiance
C G
That a battle would be fought
Dm
Then they ignored the real issues
F G C
And just shout about their bloody sport
F C G
And you can call it a betrayal well it looks like that to me
F C G
And you can call it bad behaviour or a waste of time and money
F C C/A C#1
And I've never been in favour of police brutality
F
But when the huntsman comes a-marchin'
G C F G C
You give him one for me, officer, give him one for me.
C
Now the cunts have come to London
C/A
To show us all what for:
F
There were only 20 thousand of them
C G
Marching down through Whitehall
C
But they were such a bunch of thugs
C/A
And the police arrested more
F
Than when 2 million normal people
F G C
Marched against the war
F C G
And you can call it a betrayal well it looks like that to me
F C G
And you can call it bad behaviour or a waste of time and money
F C C/A C#1
And I've never been in favour of police brutality
F
But when the huntsman comes a-marchin'
G C F G C
You give him one for me, officer, give him one for me.
C#1 Dm F G
Where were you when the miners fought to save their livelihoods?
C#1 Dm F G
You were dressed up in red velvet somewhere deep in the woods
C#1 Dm F G
You loved the fucking poll tax, you propped up Maggie Thatcher
Dm
And you didn't give a fuck about Tony Blair
F G C
'Til he threw your hobby back at ya.
C
The countryside is dying
C/A
Some say it's already dead
F C G
And the huntsman's got a boner as the dogs rip the fox to shreds
Dm
Then he smears the blood on his daughter's face
F G C
And drags her back to bed.
F C G
And you can call it a betrayal well it looks like that to me
F C G
And you can call it bad behaviour or a waste of time and money
F C C/A C#1
And I've never been in favour of police brutality
F
But when the huntsman comes a-marchin'
G C F G C
You give him one for me, officer, give him one for me