Second Class Wait Here

	  		 

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At suburban railway stations you may see them as you pass, 
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There are signboards on the window saying, Wait here second class; 
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And to me the whir and thunder and the clunk of running gear, 
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Seem to be forever saying, saying Second class wait here 
Em 
Wait here second class 
Second Class wait here 

        Em                               G 
Yes the second class were waiting in the days of serf and prince, 
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And the second class are waiting, they've been waiting ever since, 
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There are signboards in the background, and the line is bare and drear, 
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Yet they wait beneath a signboard, sneering Second class wait here. 
Em 
Wait here second class 
Second Class wait here 

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I have waited often in the winter, in the mornings dark and damp, 
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When the asphalt platform glistened underneath that lonely lamp, 
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And I waited there and I suffered, and I waited there for many a year, 
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Slaved beneath the signboards, sneering Second class wait here. 

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      Em                             G 
Oh! A man must feel revengeful for a boyhood such as mine, 
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God! I hate the very houses near the workshop by the line; 
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And the smell of railway stations and the roar of running gear, 
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And the scornful-sneering signboards, saying Second class wait here. 
Em 
Wait here second class 
Second Class wait here 

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          Em                                     D 
There's a train with Death for a driver, that is ever going past, 
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There will be no class compartments when it's All aboard at last; 
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For the long white jasper platform with an Eden in the rear; 
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And there won't be any signboards saying - Second class wait here. 
Em 
Wait here second class 
Second Class wait here 

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