Come on lad and bring your tool bag,
keep your eyes peeled,
use your head.
Bring your footprints,
banners,
chisels,
from now on they'll earn your bread.
Keep your eyes
on the older fitters,
they're the boys who know their stuff.
One day you will do their job,
if you're smart and keen enough.
Come on boys and take your place among the men who
serve their trade.
Scalers, cokers, valvesmen,
stokers, this is where the
gas is made.
Keep your eyes on the old fair weather,
watch your gauge or on the town.
Turn her out, bang on 450, or you let the
housewife down.
Wake up son and mind your setting,
the range is the
one to watch.
Number three is due for scaling,
see she don't get
too much ash.
Mind your eye with that red hot poker,
read your heat and see she's right.
Leave your range in decent order,
for the
lads
on shift tonight.