Lyrics
Clock in at ten, the dock lights buzzing Pallets stacked like a city skyline Steel-toe boots and a thermos of coffee Forty pounds of boxes, but the work is mine Forklift beeping like a heartbeat Thunder on the tin roof rolling Every crate I lift got a name on it Some family waiting, so I keep on going Night shift thunder, hear it rumble Big Moss steady, never stumble Lift it up and set it down Warehouse king in a work-boot crown Night shift thunder, let it roll Heavy hands and a heavy soul Rain on the roof, I hold my ground Sun come up, I'm homeward bound Break room clock got a slow tick Vending machine hum, sweet and salty Old man Earl tell stories from the seventies Say the storm ain't never scared him, not once, not really Forty years on the same loading bay Back is bent but the spirit's standing I learned from him, you carry your weight And you carry somebody else's when they need it Night shift thunder, hear it rumble Big Moss steady, never stumble Lift it up and set it down Warehouse king in a work-boot crown Night shift thunder, let it roll Heavy hands and a heavy soul Rain on the roof, I hold my ground Sun come up, I'm homeward bound Lightning in the skylight Lights flicker, then they hold Every man on this floor Worth his weight in gold Night shift thunder, hear it rumble Big Moss steady, never stumble Lift it up and set it down Warehouse king in a work-boot crown Night shift thunder, let it roll Heavy hands and a heavy soul Rain on the roof, I hold my ground Sun come up, I'm homeward bound Yeah, set it down easy Thunder keep rolling, we keep working