Push on the shovel boys dig.  HUH!   Pull on the shovel boys lift up.
  Push on the shovel boys.  Pull on the shovel boys.  Push!  HUH!  Lift up dig.

Here comes the gaffer look keen   Yes Sir!
    He dont pay much hes too mean
		But we will get him back,  soon as hes gone we slack
  And we do care  do we? Do we?  As we....chorus

Jim has been wasting time its true,   (  )
    Reading his newspapers in the loo.
		The foremans devised a trick, to heave half an ender brick
  And rattle on the roof, an we do hear....  As we....chorus

The foreman he takes a running jump   the chump! 
    & falls in a trench with a bump,
		Now he has to bawl & shout, to call to Jim to fetch him out
   Jim do hear  neither do us....   As we.........chorus

The gaffas back look keen,    Yes Sir! 
    & the foreman is nowhere to be seen.
  Who will get it in the neck, it wo be us or Jim by heck
  An' we do care    Do we?.. As we.......chorus

The foreman he's gone whum ta bed    (  )
    An wrapped a bandage rournd his yed,
		As owr beer an ale we quaff, we will ave a good old loff
  'Cos we do care  Do we?.. As we	   chorus

© Cresby Brown   Dec 1988

This is a true story - I know, for my maternal Grandfather was that man.  He was a foreman 
core-maker at E.C. & J. Kaye, Darlaston, specialists in bridge castings.  Thomas William Ingram 
cast the pressure tranfer blocks twixt the forged pin bearings and the dressed stone that hold 
up the entire ediface we so lovingly know as the Sydney Harbour bridge.    I know where they 
are situated - for I have seen those blocks.     Both stories come from family folklore.