Shift working Blues |

Vs1

Well I come from 0/S, I’m not native born

But then so are the rest who I work with ’till dawn

We’re from every country that’s under the sun

The Immigrant chorus, who work under the thumb

The Greeks and Italians, Irish and Swedes,

The English and Scottish, from every creed,

Germans and Maltese, Chinese and Danes,

From every nation the shift workers came.

So sit yourself down and I’ll sing you a song,

you’ll have a coffee and I something strong

It’s the end of my day, but it is your morn,

it may be up-side down, but it isn’t wrong

Shift working blues, Shift working blues, Shift working blues, Shift working blues.

Vs 2

We came to new countries, looking for work

We helped build new nations to grow from their birth

For 24 hours, a rotating shift

The Immigrant chorus, we all did our bit.

In mills and in factories, smelters and mines,

in sugar cane crops and fruit of the vine,

On docks and in cities and down holes in the ground,

you can hear the voice of the shift workers sound

CH.

Vs 3

We brought to our new homes, our music and food,

Our languages different, sometimes they confuse,

We work hard, and toil long,

High hopes in a new land, the immigrant song. – CH

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