Dm             F         Dm
A process man am I and I'm telling you no lie.
  Dm               F                    Dm               C
I work and breathe among the fumes that trail across the sky,
        Dm          C               F             Dm
There's thunder all around me and a poison in the air.
          Dm               F                   Dm       C     Dm
There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell, and dust all in me hair.


[Chorus]
         Dm  C    Dm
And it's go, boys go,
        F               Dm
they'll time your every breath.
    F                Dm
And every day you're in this place,
       F        C      Dm
you're two days nearer death,
        Dm
but you go.


[Verse 2]
     Dm               F                     Dm
I've worked among the spinners and breathed in the oily smoke.
     Dm               F             Dm                C
I've shovelled up the gypsum and it nigh-on makes you choke.
     Dm                 C             F                   C
I've stood knee-deep in cyanide, been sick with a caustic burn.
      Dm                 F              Dm        C       Dm
'been working rough and 'seen enough to make your stomach turn.


[Chorus]
         Dm  C    Dm
And it's go, boys go,
        F               Dm
they'll time your every breath.
    F                Dm
And every day you're in this place,
       F        C      Dm
you're two days nearer death,
        Dm
but you go.


[Verse 3]
        Dm           F          Dm
There's overtime and bonus opportunities galore.
    Dm                    F               Dm                C
The young lads like their money, and they all come back for more.
    Dm                   C                F              C
but soon you're knocking on, and you look older than you should.
    Dm             F               Dm       C         Dm
For every bob made on this job you pay with flesh and blood.


[Chorus]
         Dm  C    Dm
And it's go, boys go,
        F               Dm
they'll time your every breath.
    F                Dm
And every day you're in this place,
       F        C      Dm
you're two days nearer death,
        Dm
but you go.

[Outro]
         Dm  C    Dm
And it's go, boys go,
        F               Dm
they'll time your every breath.
    F                Dm
And every day you're in this place,
       F        C      Dm
you're two days nearer death,
        Dm
but you go.