Bridge Building Man

Bridge Building Man - Pat Friday

Written by：Heather Field

Every morning with the rising of the sun

It was pull on your boots boy

There's work to be done

In the valley over yonder where the river runs between

Well folks they're needing bridges

Son you know what I mean

It's time to sing out the timber

Get the monkey in the frame

Land all your girders

Get the decking on the same

Well such is the life

Of a bridge building man

He pushes on through thick and thin

The best that he can

Well the river runs deep

And the river runs wide

And there's only one way to the other side

Now we're building bridges

Got to build them strong

For when the river rises after the storm

Son did I ever tell ya do you understand

Do you know what it's like

To be a bridge building man

So goes the story

Of my dad and grandpa jack

Ever since I was a little boy

Sitting on my daddy's lap

He said life is like a river son

That keeps us all apart

You got to learn to build your bridges

From heart to heart

Well the river runs deep

And the river runs wide

And there's only one way to the other side

Now we're building bridges

Got to build them strong

For when the river rises after the storm

Son did I ever tell ya do you understand

Do you know what it's like

To be a bridge building man

Well the river runs deep

And the river runs wide

And there's only one way to the other side

Now we're building bridges

Got to build them strong

For when the river rises after the storm

Son did I ever tell ya do you understand

Do you know what it's like

To be a bridge building man

Got to build them strong

For when the river rises after the storm

Son did I ever tell ya do you understand

Do you know what it's like

To be a bridge building man