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THE CASUALS

Lyrics and Music: Harry Robertson

Down way down in the big dry dock — concrete floor and walls of rock
Sit twenty-thousand tons of steel — on four-foot blocks beneath her keel
Waiting there for beauty care — from the men of the ship repair.

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Hurry quickly on your way,
There’s work in the dock for us today,
De didley I, dum do di day.

Down way down in the big dry dock — work me lads around the clock
Shipwright men and the fitting crew — welders and the dockers too
Fit and weld and scrape and clean — salty old hag becomes a queen.

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Down way down in the big dry dock — welders flash and hammers knock
Inside, outside, up and down — are working men of Brisbane town
Down aft where the rudder goes — the prop sticks out the parson’s nose.

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Down way down in the big dry dock — watch the boss and watch the clock
At the blocks beneath her keel — crouch beneath that roof of steel
Work left for a day or two — pay off for the casual crew.

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Down way down in the big dry dock — water flows in through the lock
Sailing on the morning tide — snobbish in her painted pride
Leaving men who made her trim — waiting for the next ship in.

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© Harry Robertson,
and subsequently ©1995 Mrs Rita Robertson, Brisbane, AUSTRALIA
Registered with APRA-AMCOS   www.apra-amcos.com.au