Let the mud flow,
into the forms it goes,
yellow rubber boots.
Grab the come along,
jitter bug, hoe, mud
sliding down the shoot
.A strong trap rock mix,
but it could use a little water.
Pull that screed board son,
concrete is quick work.
Mother Mary, she provides,
us cover from the sun.
We pray for overcasting skys,
keeps mud from drying fast.
Please let our minds think, our eyes see, our hand feel.
Hey take a break later, concrete is quick work son.
