Lyrics:
(This is on you, J3WLZ)
Grrah
Ayy, grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Like, it's Navvy, bitch
Like, like, it's Navvy, bitch
Grrah
Like, I'm finna blow
of the day
Across the wide prairie our loved ones lie sleeping
Beyond the dark oceans in a place far away
We are the navvies who work upon the railway
of the day
Across the wide prairie our loved ones lie sleeping
Beyond the dark oceans in a place far away
We are the navvies who work upon the railway
I smoked weed and got high at the corner store
I made money tra trapping at the corner
I told Reilly pick me up am at the corner store
I told Navvy
never navvies who pound, pound, pound, pound, pound
Spikes in the rails to their very own heaven
Towers of London
When they had built you
Did
never navvies who pound, pound, pound, pound, pound
Spikes in the rails to their very own heaven
Towers of London
When they had built you
Did
never navvies who pound
spikes in the rails to their very own heaven
Bridges of muscles spanning so long and high
merchants from Stepney walking
Where the good ship lies in bay
To command a gang of navvies
I was told to engage
I stopped in for to drink a while
Thought it was okay
For to take a trip
lays
To command a gang of navvys that they told me to engage
I thought I'd drop in for a drink before I went away
For to take a trip on an emigrant ship
where only sheep did roam
Never met an Irish man until the navvies came
When I saw him washing by my riverside
His song so sweet I just had to know
The birds they stopped their singing and all around the glen
Was the noise and the dust and the engine thrust of the steam navvy men
While Rudolph Valentino
y'all broke my trust (Y'all broke my trust)
Came back later, breaking my rust
I make her blush when she feel my touch
Navvy Balla back just to pull
to the quay, where the ship and anchor lay
To command a gang of navvies, that they told me to engage
I thought I'd stop in for a drink before I sailed away
For
O'Shea
Fell into a concrete stairs
What the Horseface said, when he saw him dead
Well, it wasn't what the rich call prayers
I'm a navvy short was
O'Shea
Fell into a concrete stairs
What the Horseface said, when he saw him dead
Well, it wasn't what the rich call prayers
I'm a navvy short was
cruise in the navvy
Or cruise in the caddy
I'm a tongue lick you toes girl
I know you like it nasty
Creep til ya call dough you know my waist heavy
Ma is that your man, fiance
Trick or baby daddy
Husband, best friend or ya sugar daddy
We could cruise in the navvy
Or cruise in the Caddy
I'll
My friend Harvey married Tracey McCall,
By Christ she was a scary old doll.
A voice out of hell and a temper to boot,
Arms like a navvy and a face
blow chronic
In SF, so I'm 49ing this is that shit
Cat daddy with a fat bitch
Pack navvy with the black tint
Nak nasty with the back smith
Spit crack,
my remnants, ah
Reminisce, about this
Yeah, and that to
Lil Navvy hit a boy with a tattoo
Cats at the hat in the bag to
It's all in the sauce like it's
on the Sunday newspaper, yeah
Reminisce
Reminisce my remnants, ah
Reminisce, about this
Yeah, and that to
Lil Navvy hit a boy with a tattoo
Cats at the hat in
the good ship Nell doth lay
To command a gang of navvies I was ordered to engage
I thought I would stop in for a while Before I sailed away
For to take
They tell me that I'm not the great believer
In spirits that will visit from the past
But when I walked alone where once were sleepers
I saw navvies
Where you'd recall
"Hares running free on the Wicklow mountains
Wild geese flying and foxes at play"
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