Iron Worker Blues - Dewain Olby

You sit way up there in the sky and watch the birds go flyin’ by.
And then come down and wonder why you get them iron worker blues.
You got them iron worker blues.
You wait for the boss to say come down.
You wait for a job that’s on the ground.
You wait for payday to roll around.
And you got iron worker blues.
You get them iron worker blues.
You hook a choker around the beam.
The choker slips and the pusher screams.
That’s sure enough to make you mean.
And you got iron worker blues.
You get them iron worker blues.
You put your spud wrench in the hole
And someone hollers (?).
It seems they want your very soul.
And you got iron worker blues.
You get them iron worker blues.
You take your rod wrench from your hip.
The wire breaks and you hit your lip.
It’s near enough to make you quit.
And you got iron worker blues.
You get them iron worker blues.
It seems that you can never gain.
It’s either gotta snow or rain.
Or you get so cold you feel no pain.
And you got iron worker blues.
You get them iron worker blues.
They let you work eight hours a day.
You just can’t make it on that pay.
But you’re so darn broke you gotta stay.
And you got iron worker blues.
You get them iron worker blues.
On Friday night you’re on your way.
With you dirty clothes and only half your pay.
You know darn will what your wife will say.
And you got iron worker blues.
You get them iron worker blues.
I got them iron worker blues.