The man's an artist you can
hear them say
With a reputation that's here
to stay
Along the waterfront they
know his name
From engineer to longshore
what they say is the same.
Grand Colombia sank in Yokohama
back in '73 raised her up
and towed her back to homeport
to a berth 'cross the sea
to a berth 'cross the sea.
And on the docks no one could
start her engines
Though they worked night and
day
They called the wizard in
to do his magic
He coaxed it and he teased
'till she'd something to say.
[Refrain]
He's a wizard, he's a genius
And his work is his play
By the glare of the arc in
the heat and the spark he finds his own way.
Better leave him alone and
the job will be done in the best possible way.
He's a wizard, he's a genius
He's got something to say.
Designed a submarine to sell
to the government
Big money deal from the start.
Built it in Brooklyn
And received the patent
And it still sits in the yards.
It's still down in the yards.
He was no businessman, that
wasn't his style
And the deal fell through
though he was offered a pile.
But when the torch is burning
the man is a master
And everybody knows him as
his days slip by faster.
Gut on the bay Joe does his
fishin'
Waits for a tug on the line
Blues and flounder he cooks
in his kitchen
As he passes his time
As he passes his time.
[Repeat 2nd verse and refrain]
© 1984 by Tom McGhee
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