The Mighty Mighty Bosstones - The Bricklayer's Story lyrics

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 Gave this man his crooked walk [x3] And made his lifetime shorter