Deeside by Alarm I think it sounds ok, but tell me what you think. (Not sure about Am at cross the sea fools though) The Alarm Deeside The (C)iron gates clang in a steel mill town A (F)man breaks down to that (C)unemployment (G)sound He (C)takes a last walk down that old coast road In the (F)dying death throes of (C)all that he (G)knows The (Am)sight of those men walking (C)through the gates Was like a (F)lame pit pony at the (C)end of its (G)days (fire, fire, fire) (C) (F) (C) (G) In a (C)deeside town eight thousand went down In A (F)February day in the (C)driving (G)rain No (C)winners just losers and cuts and bruises As the (F)picket lines fell, the (C)industry (G)died Theres (Am)still one question after (C)all this time Is a (F)working man born to (C)live and then (G)die? Fire fire fire. To (C)build the (G)ships to (F)set the (C)sails To (G)cross the sea of (Am)fools To be (C)dealt the (G)cards To (F)play our (C)hand To (G)win or else to (Am)lose In this (G)cruel world that (F)kicks a man when hes (G)down (down to the ground) (C) (F) (C) (G) And (C)lady luck smiles on the few in this world And I (F)hope and I pray that she (C)smiles on (G)you I (C)aint gonna preach, no I aint gonna teach I m (F)just gonna sing about the (C)things that I (G)need A (Am)little bit of love, a (C)little bit of hope A (F)little bit of strength, some (C)fuel for the (G)fire (fire fire fire) To (C)build the (G)ships.................... And (F)all (C)around the (G)world the lights are (Am)going down. ianandlizzy@hotmail.com www.TAB6.com