Songs about jobs.
Drill Ye Tarriers, Drill:
The PGE Song:
Power: For some number of hours, the target's every endeavour will be frustrated by Slapstick Mishaps.
The Truckdriver's Song:
The Oda G.:
Drill Ye Tarriers, Drill:
Quote:Every morning at seven o'clockPower: Either lets Doug quickly drill through rock, or makes all middle-management in AoE petty and cruel.
You see a gang of tarriers drilling at the rock
And the foreman yells, "Now don't stand still
But come down heavy on the cast-iron drill!"
CHORUS:
And drill ye tarriers, drill!
And drill ye tarriers, drill!
For ye work all day with no sugar in your tea
When you work on the CP Railway!
And drill ye tarriers, drill!
The Boss sent us to drill a hole
He swore and cursed our Irish soul
He cursed the ship that brought us through
To work on the CP Railway crew
CHORUS
The foreman's name was Pat McGann
By gosh, he was a darn fine man!
One day a premature blast went off
And a mile in the sky went big Jim Goff
CHORUS
When payday next did come around
Big Jim a dollar short was found!
"What for?" says he; come this reply:
"You were docked for the time you were up in the sky!"
CHORUS
The PGE Song:
Quote:Up in that far north country where the skies are always blueNote: The Pacific Great Eastern was a BC provincial rail project that got so thoroughly behind schedule that "When the PGE goes through" became a local expression equivalent to some hybrid of "I wish" and "When pigs fly".
They're waiting for the happy day when the PGE goes through
The squawfish will be squawking, the moose will start to moo
The grizzly bears will grizzle, when the PGE goes through
CHORUS:
Oh lord, I know my toil will end
When I hear that whistle coming 'round the bend
They say that all the members of the Ercat(?) survey crew
Will be working on the extra gang when the PGE goes through
Bill Hurlighe, he's got a gal, her name is Buckskin Sue
They're going on the trapline when the PGE goes through
CHORUS
The hornets build their little nests up in the spruce and pine
They love to sting the axemen who are chopping out the line
So if the railroad bends a bit like railroads shouldn't do
Just blame it on the hornets when the PGE goes through
CHORUS
While running lines on snowshoes the snow got very deep
Old Abrigeman, he dug a hole, crawled in, and went to sleep
The snow blew in and covered him, but we know what to do!
We'll dig him out in springtime, when the PGE goes through
CHORUS(x2)
Power: For some number of hours, the target's every endeavour will be frustrated by Slapstick Mishaps.
The Truckdriver's Song:
Quote:Some like the sound of the outward boundPower: Conjures a Kenworth, Hayes, or Mac truck (Doug's choice).
And the driver's clickety-clack,
But I like the tone of the motor's drone
In a Kenworth, Hayes, or Mac.
My windshield shows me where I go,
My mirrors where I've been.
My tandems roll and take their toll
Of the highways that I've seen.
Well I've learned to feel through the steering wheel
The road I cannot see,
And I hit the air 'cause I really care
For the rig that's under me.
Oh the rain beats down on the way so black
And the night is blacker still,
But I'll pull this load to the open road
On the far side of the hill.
Well she's made of steel and nuts and bolts,
But you've gotta treat her right,
Or the dizzy witch will hit the ditch
And leave you cold and white.
Well there's nothing left for me to say
That's not been said before,
So I'll just say as I go my way
That I like the diesel's roar.
The Oda G.:
Quote:1. Come all you jolly tugboatmenPower: Grants any vehicle not intended to carry passengers a nonsentient but highly sophisticated computer pilot and the sensory electronics it needs to function.
And listen unto me
While I tell you a story of hardships and glory
Of a lusty old life on the deep briny sea.
2. There once was a stalwart old tugboat,
Her name was the Oda G.
And I'll let you know, boys, at pullin' a tow, boys,
There was no huskier tugboat than she.
3. She came off the ways in 'eighty-nine,
For storms she cared not a damn
It was boasted around, 'twas the talk of the town
That she knew that old coastline as well as a man.
4. Now her mate was an expert at running the logs
He ne'er seemed to come to no harm
But he ran out of luck when he fell in the chuck
With a rusty old boom-chain wrapped round his left arm.
5. Her engineer was a lazy young tramp
All day he did nothin' but read
On the fantail he sat on his young lazy prat
Till a big roarin' wave swept him into the sea.
6. And her deckhand was paintin' the bulwarks so fine,
Paintin' so carefully,
But he met his fate when, to admire his paintin',
He took a step back and fell into the sea.
7. Now her skipper, he was very fine man
At seafarin' he was a pip
But without a crew he didn't know what to do
So he grabbed up a lifebelt and abandoned the ship.
8. But the old Oda G. she kept tuggin' along
She towed those logs down to Long Bay
And old Penney hurrayed for the money he saved
And he sent her back north on the very next day.
