adventures in dysthymia

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Steve the Stevedore, a song

Steve the Stevedore

All the girls adore
Steve the stevedore;
Alice likes him a lot
But Nancy likes him more!

If into port you’ve rolled
with cargo in your hold,
from Bangkok or San Salvador —
Steve the stevedore!

Some men can lift mighty weights,
And brag of their handling of crates,
But Steve is sure to load more —
Steve the stevedore!

All the girls adore
Steve the stevedore;
Nancy likes him a lot
But Molly likes him more!

Though you be king on your ship,
On the docks don’t give him lip,
For he’s the top man ashore —
Steve the stevedore!

The biggest man on the wharf
compared to Steve is a dwarf;
he’s impossible to ignore —
Steve the stevedore!

All the girls adore
Steve the stevedore;
Molly likes him a lot
But Sally likes him more!

Arms like a mighty oak,
not one to provoke!
He’s the stuff of lore —
Steve the stevedore!

All the girls agree
he’s the handsomest man on the quay;
and they swear he doesn’t snore —
Steve the stevedore!

All the girls adore
Steve the stevedore;
Sally likes him a lot
But Susan likes him more!

Many pull their weight
when it comes to loading freight,
but one name’s in the fore
Steve the stevedore!

Yes, all the girls say
he’s the man for work or play;
any other is a bore —
Steve the stevedore!

All the girls adore
Steve the stevedore;
Susan likes him a lot
But Alice likes him more!

Stephen Brooke ©2017

A song lyric (and yes, I have some music for it) of some silliness. This is the sort of thing that could change in all sorts of ways — one could come up with many more verses (as long as we can rhyme 'stevedore').

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