Jackie:
They say there’s an underground river
That none of us can see
And it flows through winding tunnels
On it’s way to a tideless sea

Jackie & Men:
And across that sea is an island
A paradise, we are told
Where the toils of life are forgotten
And they call it the island of souls

For only a soul can go there
A soul that’s been set free
From the confines of a working life
To find eternity
Hummm
Hummm

Jackie & Ensemble:
Oh a man builds a cage with the tools he is given, (Oh a man)
His casket is sealed with a riveter’s gun
All the days in between he’s just making a livin’, (All the days)
‘Til he takes to his bed, where he lays down his head
And he’s passed on his tools to his son

‘Til the ship’s left the quay, only now is he free
And the days of his labor are done

All
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah...

Jackie
This is what we do, we build ships