Navigator

The canals and the bridges, the embankments and cuts
 They blasted and dug with their sweat and their guts
 They never drank water but whisky by pints
 And the shanty towns rang with their songs and their fights
 Navigator, navigator rise up and be strong
 The morning is here and there's work to be done
 Take your pick and your shovel and the bold dynamite
 For to shift a few tons of this earthly delight
 Yes to shift a few tons of this earthly delight
 They died in their hundreds with no sign to mark where
 Save the brass in the pocket of the entrepreneur
 By landslide and rockblast they got buried so deep
 That in death if not life they'll have peace while they sleep
 Navigator, navigator rise up and be strong
 The morning is here and there's work to be done
 Take your pick and your shovel and the bold dynamite
 For to shift a few tons of this earthly delight
 Yes to shift a few tons of this earthly delight
 Their mark on this land is still seen and still laid
 The way for a commerce where vast fortunes were made
 The supply of an empire where the sun never set
 Which is now deep in darkness, but the railway's there yet
 Navigator, navigator rise up and be strong
 The morning is here and there's work to be done
 Take your pick and your shovel and the bold dynamite
 For to shift a few tons of this earthly delight
 Yes to shift a few tons of this earthly delight