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I'm that bloke
At the bar with a joke
I'm a drink and a smoke
Yeah, and I've got your back
I'm that song
You get home and stick on
When your day all went wrong
Yeah, and I've got your back
I'm that beep
On your phone when you're weeping
That says: 'How you keepin', man?'
I've got your back
I'm that sigh
And that look in their eye
When instead of goodbye
They say 'I've got your back'
Battered and bruised
Knowing you're gonna lose
Me, I'm what makes them choose
To say 'I've got your back'
I'm that smile
You ain't found for a while
On your loneliest mile
Know that I've got your back
Stand up tall
Cos I won't let you fall
All for one, one for all
Yeah, and I've got your back
I'm that feeling
When life had you reeling
And still you're not kneeling
No, I've got your back
Out on your own
And a long way from home
But you're never alone though
Cos I've got your back
I'm that friend
Who'll be there til the end
With a shoulder to lend you
And I've got your back
I'm your brother
Your father, your mother
Your neighbour, your lover
And I've got your back
You can cope
Though you're pinned to the ropes
See cos my name is Hope
Yeah, and I've got your back
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Being Bothered
02:13
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Ma said: "Big dreams
Are way beyond the likes of our means
This world, it ain't fair
And money's all that matters to then up there
But being bothered
Being bothered gets you anywhere.
Take your heart, and your soul
And throw them into chasing that goal
Play hard, but play fair
And never be a taker save for time or care
Being bothered
Being bothered gets you anywhere.
Work hard, but have fun
And stick around until you get the damned job done
This world it ain't fair
But if you feel you can't be bothered get up out of that chair
Cos being bothered
Being bothered gets you anywhere."
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Was in Eighteen hundred and thirty four
That six men from Dorset fell foul of the law
For they swore an oath that together they'd stand
For a fair living wage for men working the land
Now Judge Baron John Williams, his hammer did fall
And those six men from Dorset were damned one and all
Transported for seven long years they would be
And he shipped them in bondage far over the sea
We will, we will, we will be free
If I stand up for you and you stand up for me
We can fly the flag for liberty
We will, we will, we will be free
Now the workers rose up and they wouldn't back down
And they took to the streets of our cities and towns
They marched and they rallied, demanding to see
Those six men from Dorset shipped home again free
We will, we will, we will be free
If I stand up for you and you stand up for me
We can fly the flag for liberty
We will, we will, we will be free
From the Tolpuddle Martyrs to everyone here
Don't cower before them a slave to your fear
Take heart from our history, and together we'll stand
Cos if six men from Dorset could, anyone can
We will, we will, we will be free
If I stand up for you and you stand up for me
We can fly the flag for liberty
We will, we will, we will be free
We will, we will, we will be free
If I stand up for you and you stand up for me
For justice and equality
We will, we will, we will be free
WORDS AND MUSIC
BY JOE SOLO
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Someone
03:40
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These hands graft like my Dad's did
And his Dad's did before
It's been that way since Grandad learned this trade
Back in the war
He just got his head down
And tried to raise a family
Said: "Someone has to do this job
And that someone is me."
Take them as you find them, son
And don't kick up a fuss
Big men, they're just big men
Cos of little men like us
You take away us little men
The big men fall, you see?
And someone has to do this job
And that someone is me
Some they follow money,son
But that turns good men bad
I never followed money, son
I followed my Dad
So hold your head up high my boy
And walk a path that's true
And always try to be the best there is
At what you do
Look them in the eye my boy
With pride and dignity
Cos someone has to do this job
And that someone is me.
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He came to me an old man
He said: "All you boys and girls
You waste away your younger years
In trying to change the world.
If you want to know the truth, boy
The truth of it is this
There's way too many people
Like the world the way it is
Ch: There's way too many people
Like the world the way it is
She likes the bit that's hers
He likes the bit that's his
You give them just enough to lose
Until they've something to miss
There's way too many people
Like the world the way it is."
He told me: "Hark at you
All holier than thou
You know you're going to lose
So sonny, make some money now
Or you'll only end up bitter
End up bitter over this
There's way too many people
Like the world the way it is."
Ch: There's way too many people
Like the world the way it is
She likes the bit that's hers
He likes the bit that's his
You give them just enough to lose
Until they've something to miss
There's way too many people
Like the world the way it is."
I said: "I know you think I'm beaten
But I promise you I aren't
See my Grandad always taught me
There's no such thing as can't
And the odds might be against me
But I like it like this
There's way too many people
Like the world the way it is."
Ch: "There's way too many people
Like the world the way it is
She likes the bit that's hers
He likes the bit that's his
You give them just enough to lose
Until they've something to miss
There's way too many people
Like the world the way it is."
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If we could all just sing a song
And let our voices rise as one
Why then we'd see how soon we're strong
If we could all just sing a song
If we could all just lend a hand
And get the word across this land
Instead of kneeling on command
If we could all just lend a hand
If we could all just stand up now
And get the word out there somehow
That no more will we scrape and bow
If we could all just stand up now
If we could all just sing a song
And let our voices rise as one
Why then we'd see how soon we're strong
If we could all just sing a song
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No Fight, No Struggle
02:14
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Every heartbeat hammers in 4/4 time
While hope lies dying in a welfare line
Big dreams, that's your trouble
Back in line now boy, stat. on the double!
As the word comes down from the penthouse suit
Keep the noise down on the burning streets
They feast while the city dies screaming
This is the future in your England's Dreaming
The beat don't stop cos the work don't stop
The work don't stop so the beat can't stop the groove
The proof is out there, brother
A little home truth wrapped up in another
Get a Red Flag flying in a million hearts
The revolution needs a kick-start now
Big dreams, that's out trouble
To want to build a new world out of the rubble
Every heartbeat hammers in 4/4 time
We're every one of us our own front line now
Rise up and stand together
Or take it how we're taking it now forever
The beat don't stop cos the work don't stop
The work don't stop so the beat can't stop the groove
The proof is out there, brother
A little home truth wrapped up in another
No fight, no struggle!
WORDS AND MUSIC
BY JOE SOLO
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At the age of 15 I walked out of the schoolyard
And in through the colliery gates
And I followed my Dad and his Dad before him
A miner like all of me mates
It was just what you did if you come from this town, son
Sort of burned in your soul
Some men are born to have money and power
But me, I was born to mine coal
Never forgotten and never forgiven
The scars from what they did haven't faded with time
Never forgotten and never forgiven
The memories run deep as the mine
Don't get me wrong, the graft it was hard son
It weren't for the faint of heart
And every morning that cage gave a lurch
And it sucked you down into the dark
Everyone there knows what everyone's thinking
It's not said out loud cos we're men
But each man inside he is silently praying
That he'll see the daylight again
Never forgotten and never forgiven
The scars from what they did haven't faded with time
Never forgotten and never forgiven
The memories run deep as the mine
It's been 30 long years since the last whistle sounded
And they locked the colliery gates
They shut down this town when the big wheel stopped turning
And abandoned us all to our fates
The kids grow up knowing there's nothing for them here
It's the Army or a life on the dole
But they know you never trust Tories or Coppers
Cos their hearts are as black as the coal
Never forgotten and never forgiven
The scars from what they did haven't faded with time
Never forgotten and never forgiven
The memories run deep as the mine
WORDS AND MUSIC
BY JOE SOLO
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She gets mean when the money's gone
And she don't talk for days
She gets mean when the money's gone
Guess we've all got our different ways
Of dealing with hope when there is no hope
Or with dreams when they've all gone wrong
I still love her
But I take cover
She's mean when the money's gone
She gets mean when the money's gone
When it's food or it's heat and light
She gets mean when the money's gone
And we just spent our last tonight
We're dealing with hope when there is no hope
And with dreams when they've all gone wrong
I still love her
But I take cover
Cos she's mean when the money's gone
She gets mean when the money's gone
But I don't think she understands
She gets mean when the money's gone
But I'm doing the best I can
I'm dealing with hope when there is no hope
And with dreams when they've all gone wrong
I still love her
But I take cover
Cos she's mean when the money's gone
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I Don't Give Up Easily
03:18
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Even when they blacked my eyes and
Even when they broke my nose
Even when they threw coins at me
Even when they spat on my clothes
I took it and I stood there laughing
Do you really think you rattle me?
You're picking on the wrong man mister
I don't give up easily
Even though the dice are loaded
Even though the fight is fixed
Even though your helping hand int
Nothing but an iron fist
Do you really think I'll just surrender?
Do you really think it bothers me?
You're picking on the wrong man mister
I don't give up easily
There's some of are frail and falter
Were never meant to fight and then
There's some of us who hit the canvas
And never make it up again
But some of us we roll the punches
You better keep your guard up see
You're picking on the wrong man mister
I don't give up easily
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I will not give in to fear
I will not walk away
I'd sooner trust my conscience and
My conscience says to stay
I'd sooner trust my conscience
With no reason to deceive
I'd rather keep an open heart
And wear it on my sleeve
I will not give in to greed
I want a world that's fair
And empty are the riches
Of a man who doesn't care
I'd sooner I had nothing
But a reason to believe
I'd rather keep an open heart
And wear it on my sleeve
I will not give in to hate
I won't stray from the path
Every human heart it beats
To live and love and laugh
To me that makes us equal
Though they say that I'm naive
I'd rather keep an open heart
And wear it on my sleeve
WORDS AND MUSIC
BY JOE SOLO
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Farewell, farewell
Farewell, farewell
Farewell now my friend
I hope I leave a little light behind me
If not a fire, at the very least a spark
I hope that spark can banish all your sorrow
And at least until tomorrow
Can help you through the dark
Farewell, farewell
Farewell, farewell
Farewell now my friend
I hope I leave a memory behind me
That makes you smile and lingers on and on
The nights grow long, the Autumn leaves are falling
The open road is calling, by morning I'll be gone
Farewell, farewell
Farewell, farewell
Farewell now my friend
Until we meet again
Farewell now my friend
WORDS AND MUSIC
BY JOE SOLO
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Joe Solo Scarborough, UK
Joe Solo is an award-winning musician, writer, poet, activist, broadcaster and washing machine engineer from
Scarborough.
Live he has an ever growing reputation as both a performer and raconteur, being thought-provoking, comical and punch-the-air political often in the same breath.
He is not an artist you forget in a hurry.
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