Docks

Well, Graham was just sixteen

And he kept knuckledusters in parts of his dreams

And he worked on Liverpool Docks in the day

And 50p an hour was his pay

Well that's 50p an hour, whoa-oa

And he's working on the docks in the cold rain

And he tries to act as if he's bold

But he's just another tainted soul

Well, Graham took the bus to London

With thirty [?] that were roughing Houston

He was beaten, robbed and raped

And those docks, oh those docks seemed so far away

Well that's 50p an hour, whoa-oa

And he's working on the docks in the cold rain

And he tries to act as if he's bold

But he's just another tainted soul

But let me tell, let me tell you his story

Well he's tired and lonely

And his soul's bruised

Just like his feet

But then one day, Graham got saved

He found a better way (well it's a better way now)

He got saved by a girl called Julie with a heart of gold

and his hair all unruly

Well one day, they got married

Had three kids and live in Waltham Abbey now

Seldom Graham thinks of the docks

While his peaceful wife washes his socks

And that's 50p an hour, whoa-oa

And he's working on the docks in the cold rain

And he tries to act as if he's bold

But he's just another tainted soul