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Bloody Thursday Sirens

Bloody Thursday (Two Men Down) (Verse 1) Fog lay low on the San Francisco waterfront Bootheels rang on the boards at dawn Coffee steam and a union card Men stood fast though the night was long No kings on the docks, no shape-up line Just a fair day’s pay for a day’s hard time (Pre-Chorus) They drew that line by the harbor rail With empty hands and a will like nails (Chorus) Oh, Bloody Thursday, hear that sound Sirens wailin’ as Two men fell down Names in the tide where the breakers roll Carried forever in a longshore soul Raise ‘em up where the cranes still sway We remember their stand that day Through the smoke and the roar and the breaking blue We carry the fight they saw through (Verse 2) Clubs came down and the gas rolled in Shouts cut sharp through the bay-side wind Brothers held that picket line Shoulder to shoulder, side by side Then the thunder came, not from the sky And the morning learned how brave men die (Pre-Chorus) From Howard Sperry to Nick Bordoise’s name Every echo still sounds the same (Chorus) Oh, Bloody Thursday, hear that sound Sirens wailin’ as Two men fell down Names in the tide where the breakers roll Carried forever in a longshore soul Raise ‘em up where the cranes still sway We remember their stand that day Through the smoke and the roar and the breaking blue We carry the fight they saw through (Bridge) Out of the ashes, a fire was born Union strong as the rising morn From the docks to the halls they claimed Dignity carved in a working name (Breakdown) Hear them chains, hear them cries See their truth in the harbor skies Every load and every line Built on backs that held that line (Chorus) Oh, Bloody Thursday, hear that sound Sirens wailin’ as Two men fell down But their voices rise with the ocean’s hymn In every right that was won by them Raise ‘em up, let the whole world say We remember their stand that day Through the years and the salt and the endless blue We carry the fight they saw through (Outro) So when the whistle blows at the end of the day And the gulls wheel slow in the fading gray Tip your hat to the ones we knew… Bloody Thursday… we remember you 🎶