Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Bricklayer's Song, artist - The Corries. Album song The Compact Collection, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 10.11.2009
Record label: GB
Song language: English
The Bricklayer's Song |
Dear sir I write this note to you to tell you of my plight |
For at the time of writing it I’m not a pretty sight |
My body is all black & blue, my face a deathly grey |
And I write this note to say why I am not at work today |
While working on the 14th floor some bricks I had to clear |
But tossing them down from such a height was not a good idea |
The foreman wasn’t very pleased, he is an awkward sod |
And he said I had to cart them down the ladders in me hod |
Well clearing all these bricks by hand, it was so very slow |
So I hoisted up a barrel and secured a rope below |
But in my haste to do the job, I was too blind to see |
That a barrel full of building bricks was heavier than me |
And so when I untied the rope the ladder fell like lead |
And clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead |
I shot up like a rocket and to my dismay I found |
That half way up I met the bloody barrel coming down |
The barrel broke my sholder as to the ground it sped |
And when I reached the top I banged the pulley with my head |
I clung on tightly numb with shock from this almighty blow |
While the barrel spilled out half its bricks some 14 floors below |
Now when these bricks had fallen from the barrel to the floor |
I then out-weighed the barrel and so started down once more |
But I clung on tightly to the rope, my body racked with pain |
And half way down I met the barrel once again |
The force of this collision half way down the office block |
Caused multiple abbraisions and a nasty case of shock |
But I clung on tightly to the rope as I fell towards the ground |
And landed on the broken bricks the barrel had scattered round |
Well as I lay there on the floor I thought I’d passed the worst |
But the barrel hit the pulley wheel and then the bottom burst |
A shower of bricks rained down on me I didn’t have a hope |
As I lay there bleeding on the ground I let go of the bloody rope |
The barrel now being heavier, it started down once more |
It landed right across me as I lay there on the floor |
It broke three ribs and my left arm and I can only say |
I hope you understand why I am not at work today |