[Verse 1] We laid the footings strong and wide, Concrete poured with pride in stride, The rebar sang, the forms held true— Did everything they told us to. But the ground below had other plans, Six inches gone beneath the span. That north abutment, AB2, Done shifted like a lie come true. [Verse 2] They said, “A little settle's fine,” But didn’t see the sideward slide. Them geo-wizards missed the mark, Drew up dreams that fell apart. Now Granite’s stuck, with blood and steel, In someone else's raw deal. The work was clean, the crew was tight, But we just lost a year overnight. [Chorus] Yeah, the Weir’s goin’ another year— Lord, get me a beer. I’ve had my fill of Corps designs That crack and shift and waste my time. Their maps were wrong, their models lied, But I’m still here and can’t rewind. The Weir’s goin’ another year… So get me a beer. [Verse 3] We built it straight, we built it square, On every page, we played it fair. But now it’s demo and redo, For somethin’ we never screwed. The deadline's dead, the budget’s toast, And patience ain't what hurts the most. It’s knowin’ that we did it right— Still stuck out here another night. [Bridge] I see that bridge in every dream, Standin’ proud in that levee seam. But now it leans like judgment day, And someone else just walks away... [Chorus] Yeah, the Weir’s goin’ another year— Lord, get me a beer. Another twelve months, same ol’ fight, Holdin’ on through wrong and right. It ain’t our fault, but here we stand, Still swingin’ steel with tired hands. The Weir’s goin’ another year… So get me a beer. [Outro] So here’s to Granite, holdin’ fast, Through foolish plans that couldn’t last. When the river rises, we’ll be near— But tonight, just get me a beer… ‘Cause the Weir’s goin’ another year… Yeah, the Weir’s goin’ another year… So get me a beer.
