Intro: Am (x3) Am I'm an ordinary man, nothing special, nothing grand Am I've had to work for everything I own Am I never asked for a lot, I was happy with what I got Am Enough to keep my family and my home Am Now they say that times are hard and they've handed me my cards E They say there's not the work to go around Am And when the whistle blows, the gates will finally close Am Tonight they're going to shut this factory down Am And they'll tare it d-o-w-n
Bridge . . . Am Am I never missed a day, nor went on strike for better pay Am For twenty years I served them best I could Am Now with a handshake and a cheque it seems so easy to forget Am Loyalty through the bad times and through good Am The owner says he's sad to see that things have got so bad E But the captains of indus-try woun't let him lose Am He still drives a car and smokes his cigar Am And still takes his family on a cruise, he'll never lose Bridge . . . Am Am Now it seems to me such a cruel irony Am He's richer now than ever he was before Am Now my check is spent and I cant afford the rent Am There's one law for the rich, one for the poor Am Every day I've tried to salvage some of my pride E To find some work so's I might pay my way Am Oh but everywhere I go, the answers always no Am There's no work for anyone here today Am No work t-o-A-y Bridge . . . Am Am And so condemned I stand, just an ordinary man Am Like thousands beside me in the queue Am I watch my darling wife trying to make the best of life Am And God knows what the kids are going to do Am Now that we are faced with this human waste E A gen-eration cast aside Am As long as I live, I never will forgive, Am You've stripped me of my dignity and pride, Am you stripped me ba-r-e Am You've stripped me bare, you've stripped me bare. Instrumental (Until End) . . . Am (x6)