Building Up And Tearing England Down
The Dubliners
SONG: BUILDING UP AND TEARING ENGLAND DOWN ARTIST: THE DUBLINERS TAB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: BUILDING UP AND TEARING ENGLAND DOWN THE DUBLINERS INTRO: VERSE: Oh I won a hero’s name with McAlpine and Costain With Fitz Patrick Murphy Ash and the Wimpy’s gang I’ve been often on the road on me way to draw the dole When there’s nothing left to do for Johnny Laing BREAK: And I used to think that God made the mixer pick and hod So a Paddy might no hell above the ground VERSE: LOW E STRING -2---4- I’ve had ganger’s big and tough Tell me tear that hole out rough CHORUS: When you’re building up and tearing England down VERSE: In a tunnel under ground a young Limerick man was found He was built into the new Victoria line When the bonus gang had passed sticking from the concrete cast Was the face of little Charlie Joe Divine BREAK: And the ganger man McGurk said big Paddy hates the work When the gas main blew and he flew off the ground VERSE: LOW E STRING -2---4- Oh they swore he’d send down slack And I’ll not be there until I’m back CHORUS: Keep on building up and tearing England down VERSE: I was on the shuttering dam on the day that Jack McCann Got the better of his stammer in a week He fell from the shuttering dam And that poor old stuttering man He was never ever more inclined to speak BREAK: And I saw old Balls McColl with a big fly over haul Into a concrete mixer spinning round VERSE: LOW E STRING -2---4- Though it wasn’t his intent He got a fine head of cement CHORUS: When he was building up and tearing England down VERSE: I remember carrier Jack with his hod upon his back How he swore one day he’d set the world on fire Well his face they’ve never seen Since his shovel it cut clean To the middle of the big high tension wires BREAK: Oh the more like Robin Hood well he wrung trough Cricklewood Or dance around the pubs in Camdon Town VERSE: LOW E STRING -2---4- Oh but let no man proclaim Sure old Pad’ could die in vain CHORUS: When he’s building up and tearing England down INSTRUMENTAL: VERSE: So come all you navvy’s bold Do not think that English gold Is just waiting to be taken from each sod By the likes of you and me will never get an O.B.E Or a knighthood for good service to the hod BRIDGE: It’s the concrete master race That would keep you in your place And a ganger man to kick you to the ground VERSE: LOW E STRING -2---4- If you ever try to take Part of what the bosses make CHORUS: When you’re building up and tearing England down