Should be "over the side, we'll drift on the tide"

I’m a carpenter by trade, for a solid union wage 
for contractors we build up the Twin Cities
And as summers come and went, my apprenticeship was spent 
Raising bridges across the Mississippi 
But before my station rose, I was deckhand on the tows
And the river and I have an understanding 
That I stay tied off up here, and away from her keep clear 
But if I fall she’ll mangle me on landing 

Chorus
I’ve built bridges and the byways from the river to the highways
Above the river and the traffic rolling 
 I’ve raised scaffolding and forms til my boots were wrecked and worn 
Now I whistle ‘cross the bridges as I’m strollin’

We were working in the sleet on the deck below 3rd street
And when break time came my bro took off his yo-yo
Then it whipped around and sped, and it clipped me in the head
And damn near left my partner working solo
I hung over the edge, ‘bove the waterfall and ledge
And the killer yo-yo snapped back to its anchor 
Thank God I still had mine and it held me on the line 
Lucky as the richest Wall Street banker 

When 10th street was re-decked, the whole span was almost wrecked 
When they tried to pull the Quik-Shield ‘cross the river 
We stretched cables there and back, and ratcheted the slack 
So tight that the steel would barely quiver 
Then we threw the deck on top, ‘til we got the word to stop
For the engineers re-did their calculations 
And the tension and the weight would pull the piers down straight 
And earn us all a ticket to damnation

One day as I built brackets I was startled by a racket 
Of a half a ton of treated timber landing
when a stack of 4x4s tumbled down 3 floors 
and fell onto the spot where I’d been standin’
Well the men up top were hushed for they figured I was crushed 
And the man who cut the bundle took the blame 
Be no sin, if I were pissed, but I shouted up “You missed!”
 And I hollered at the man to mind his aim 

Buildin’ spans from rim to rim we risked our lives and limbs
To keep the Minneapolis bridges standin’
So no more tragic days will come our city’s way
When infrastructure upkeep is abandoned 
From Northeast to the South Side they’re each my joy and pride 
Risin’ up above the city’s rubble 
For fortune took her shots, and I’ve taken all my knocks 
And taken home the paycheck for my trouble

Minneapolis Bridges

A translation of Il Galeone by Belgrado Pedrini, anarchist, antifascist, and poet. 

Am 
Our backs are sore, bent over the oar
E Am 
Down in the guts of the galley
Dm Am 
With shrinking thighs and sinking eyes, 
E Am 
While death ticks away at his tally

Up on the deck, the sun reflects 
The waves like a painter’s dreaming
But down below, the lanter’s glow-
The whip and the driver screaming

Salt fish and mold, this reeking hold 
No song but the oars we’re swinging
Faces gaunt, we moan and haunt
The ship with our shackles clinging 

The moonlight over the ocean 
Like a prow through the night is cleaving
But night with its tired devotion
Our burying shrouds is weaving

Let every slave be awoken, 
Asleep at the ore they’re bound to
And pull ‘till our chains are broken
Those chains that in sorrow drowned you

Is this all you’ll have, you galley slave, 
Condemned to rowing, rowing
Better to sink ourselves under the waves
And rest in the waters flowing 

Take up your oars and steer a course
To the rocks where the gale is smashing 
And charging we’ll fly the red and black high
To dance in the storm winds laughing 

Then over the side, we’ll drift in the tide
Free of our pains and longings
But someday there may break over the waves
anarchy’s jubilant dawning

To arms, fellow workers, to battle- 
The seas are clinging and rising
The thunder of guns, flashing bright as the sun 
Lights the world with each uprising
 
To arms fellow workers, to battle!
Cast down the kings from their station
We swear we will not live as chattel-
Death or our liberation!

The Galley

Folk musician, carpenter, and anarchist. Former member of the Wooden Shoe Ramblers. 
Website: https://edoylemusic.weebly.com/
Bandcamp: https://emmettdoyle.bandcamp.com/album/rust-belt-ballads
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