INTRO: G
verse 1
I'm a man from Brummagem town
D
And a Brummie won't stay down
I've worked from dawn, to the sun next morn
With a shovel and a pick and a deal of brawn
G
I put the bullring there
D
I built Victoria square
I saw the nobs give tips with bobs
G
And I thought I'd get my share
C G
Well, you might say I'm nouveau
C G
Not fit to mix with gentry
C G
But if you make a show
C G
It's money gains you entry
C G
I've got my country home
C G
My carriages and horses
C G Am G
I might be nouveau, but I'm riche
D G C G Am G D G
Playing the market forces
verse 2
Well, a labourer's just a fool
D
A pawn and a boss's tool
So, I cast my mind and what did I find?
Well, I found me a golden rule
G
Give odds of six to four
D
Ten to one the draw
They'll bet all day, they'll always pay
G
And then come back for more
C G
Well, you might say I'm nouveau
C G
Not fit to mix with gentry
C G
But if you make a show
C G
It's money gains you entry
C G
I've got my country home
C G
My carriages and horses
C G Am G
I might be nouveau, but I'm riche
D G C G Am G D G
Playing the market forces
verse 3
Well, it must be god's good plan
D
So, I take it all I can
The chapel gate, the silver plate
Were bought by this god-fearing man
G
And my son will have it all
D
The pub, the lodge, the hall
He's an empire lad just like his dad
G
And he's heard his country's call
C G
Well, they might say he's nouveau
C G
Not fit to mix with gentry
C G
But I gave him such a show
C G
My money bought him entry
C G
He's got the best there is
C G
In uniforms and horses
C G Am G
He might be nouveau, but he's riche
D G C G Am G D G
And an officer in the forces
verse 4
He's smart, that lad of mine
D
He'll serve his country fine
The Kaiser dreams of war it seems
But he'd better toe the line
G
Oh, war would bring us hell
D
But jobs of work as well
Be it gun or blade, it's Brummie made
G
And we live by what we sell
D
Be it gun or blade, it's Brummie made
G
And we live by what we sell
He's smart, that lad of mine
D
He'll keep out of the line