Bragg Billy

Bragg Billy - Rotting On Remand guitar chord

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>From rousseaf@nil.IRO.UMontreal.CA (Francois Rousseau)

Subject: AOTW: Billy Bragg: Rotting On remand

Date: Thu, 15 Apr 1993 05:51:51 GMT

               Rotting On Remand

                (Billy Bragg)

C

I stood before the judge that day

    F             C

As he refused my bail

And I knew that I would spend my time

                   G

Awaiting trial in jail

   C

I said there is no justice

         F                 C

As they led me out of the door

          F                                  C

And the judge said, "This isn't a court of justice son

      G              C

This is a court of law".

C

They first sent me to Windsor

     F                 C

And then to Stoke on Trent

In a holding cell in Liverpool

                         G

Three days and nights I spent

     C

My solicitor can't find me

         F           C

And my family don't know

        F                        C

I keep telling them that I'm innocent

                      G              C      C7

They just say, "Come on son, in you go."

        F                          C

I was picked up on suspicion of something I haven't done

C    B/C    A/C   G/C                            G

Here I sit in 'F' wing waiting for my trial to come

           F                            C        F

It's a cruel unusual punishment that society demands

                        C      G           C

Innocent till proven guilty, rotting on remand

F  C  G  C  A7

    D

I ended up in this jail

          G    D

Built in 18-82

When one man to one prison cell

                  A

Was a Victorian value

      D

Now three of us are squeezed in here

          G               D

And you can't escape the smell

           G            D

Of that bucket in the corner

       A                D

And we eat in here as well

They let me out of this cage

     G               D

To slop that bucket out

To get my food and bring it back

                          A

And if I'm lucky, get a shower

  D

Apart from one hours exercise

       G                 D

I'm locked in here all day

            G                   D

You don't turn criminals into citizens

       A               D    D7

By treating them this way

          G                          D

Is the prize of law and order the stench of Wormwood Scrubs

        D   C#/D    B/D    A/D                       A

With judges quick to sentence sending more down from above

       G                                D         g

It's a cruel unusual punishment that society demands

                        D      A          D

Innocent till proven guilty, rotting on remand    G  D  A  D ...

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Francois Rousseau

Laboratoire Incognito (Computer Languages)

Universite de Montreal, Canada

E-mail: rousseaf@iro.umontreal.ca

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