[Intro] Before the sun, before the tide, Boots hit steel, the crew arrives. From the harbor out across the town, One crew stands, we hold it down. Who keeps the waterfront alive? We do. We do. [Verse 1] Cranes cut the morning, hulls cross the bay, Lunch pails packed for another long day. Callused palms and a hard-earned name, Shift after shift, we carry the weight. No easy road, no silver spoon, Just clock-in time and a rising moon. They count the boxes, they miss the cost, The hours we give, the friends we've lost. Old hands teach what the young ones know: Watch your partner; don't leave them below. Every lift, every load, every mile, We make this port move, mile after mile. [Pre-Chorus] Cold wind comes off the waterline, But side by side, we hold our ground. No one stands alone out here; When one voice calls, the whole crew sounds. [Chorus] King of the docks, let the whole port know! One crew, one fight, and we won't let go! Hands up high when the low end knocks, Built by the people, king of the docks! Stand tall, stand proud, let the harbor ring, For every worker, for everything. From first light on till the last ship rocks, One crew, one union—king of the docks! [Verse 2] Where the blacktop meets the rolling blue, A million hard miles run through this crew. Stacks climb high and the forklifts glide, Keep your eyes open, watch every side. Safety means every worker gets home, No one should walk that hard road alone. Fair pay, respect, a chance to provide, A little more hope for the kids outside. From San Pedro clear up to the Bay, The working hands won't fade away. Not just numbers on a time-clock page, We built this work through every age. [Chorus] King of the docks, let the whole port know! One crew, one fight, and we won't let go! Hands up high when the low end knocks, Built by the people, king of the docks! Stand tall, stand proud, let the harbor ring, For every worker, for everything. From first light on till the last ship rocks, One crew, one union—king of the docks! [Verse 3] Here's to the ones who stood before, Held that line and demanded more. Every right came hard-earned and true, Every gain came through me and you. More than a check, more than a shift, It's dignity in the work we give. Mothers, fathers, rookies, old hands, A better tomorrow is what we demand. We keep the shelves and the whole world fed, With steel in our backs and a clear-eyed head. When the tide turns in and the long day ends, The union stands with its working friends. [Bridge] Who keeps the cargo moving? We do! We do! Who stands together when the hard times come? We do! We do! One union! One crew! One struggle! See it through! Who runs the waterfront? King of the docks! [Final Chorus] King of the docks, let the whole port know! One crew, one fight, and we won't let go! Hands up high when the low end knocks, Built by the people, king of the docks! Stand tall, stand proud, let the harbor ring, For every worker, for everything. From first light on till the last ship rocks, One crew, one union—king of the docks! We stand as one, the work goes on, Shoulder to shoulder till the job is done. From the harbor out across the town, One crew, one union—we hold it down! [Outro] For every hand that lifts, For every back that bears, For every worker standing strong, We know the work is shared. From the harbor to the highway, Through the night and morning sun, Solidarity forever— One crew. One union. One.
