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SONG: WORKERS OF THE WORLD - UNITE ARTIST: THE LAST INTERNATIONALE TAB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM WORKERS OF THE WORLD - UNITE THE LAST INTERNATIONALE CAPO: 4th FRET INTRO: Am VERSE:

^AmI come from E^East Vir^Amginia Where I was b^Corn an ^Emold back s^Amhed

My ^Amfather m^Eoved us to ^AmNew Orleans Where he was f^Corced to ^Emuse his h^Amands

^AmThen late one night they t^Eook him a^Amway from us Because he le^Carned to ^Emuse his h^Amead

^AmMy mother cried w^Ehen the j^Amudge said "life" The ^Cunion ^Emwas his only c^Amrime

^AmI'm still told to le^Eave it ^Amall behind I spent my wh^Cole life ^Emon a picket l^Amine

Screaming, CHORUS:

W^Corkers Un^Fite Don't g^Cive up the f^Gight W^Corkers of the w^Forld un^Cite. Un^Gite! ^Am

VERSE:

^AmAt my old age I'm st^Eill working ^Amas a slave Those bosses w^Cork you ^Emto your g^Amrave

^AmThey claim to be l^Eike c^Amommon folk They packed their b^Cags when ^Emthe levees b^Amroke

^AmFor five long days I w^Eatched those ^Amwaters rise I was forg^Cotten and l^Emeft to ^Amdie

^AmI've got no country I^E've ^Amgot no home Or ^Cno one to c^Emall my ^Amown

^AmI'm driftin' back to E^East Vir^Amginia I'm going b^Cack to that ^Emol' dark s^Amhed

^AmI remember w^Ehat my f^Amather said When he was w^Caiting on l^Emine for b^Amread

Screaming, CHORUS:

W^Corkers Un^Fite Don't g^Cive up the f^Gight W^Corkers of the w^Forld un^Cite. Un^Gite!

CHORUS:

W^Corkers Un^Fite Don't g^Cive up the f^Gight W^Corkers of the w^Forld un^Cite. Un^Gi-i-i-^Amite!

The Last Internationale - Workers of the world unite