The Bricklayer's Story

Just a bricklayer by trade a harder worker you won't find

He was like fifty when I met him maybe fifteen years ago

A scottish american and a master with the trowel

He swears that he's the urban legend you hear about on every job and site

A lifetime lifting cinderblocks stacking bricks and mixing mortar

Gave this man his crooked walk and kept his life in order

Here's about half an explanation and then not too much information

Until the day he died he bragged that he's the one that rode the rope

All six stories of that building from the pavement to the roof

And then all the way back down to earth

A lifetime lifting cinderblocks stacking bricks and mixing mortar

Gave this man his crooked walk and kept his life in order

A lifetime lifting cinderblocks stacking bricks and mixing mortar

Gave this man his crooked walk and made his lifetime shorter

"On the way up my skull was fractured and my collarbone was broken

The barrel I was working with broke both of my forearms and the bones in my wrists"

Don't believe a word of it but the one thing that I'm sure about is this：

A lifetime lifting cinderblocks stacking bricks and mixing mortar

Gave this man his crooked walk and kept his life in order

A lifetime lifting cinderblocks stacking bricks and mixing mortar

And made his lifetime shorter