On beams of steel they Death defy, while they're working way up high. They are union brothers; Iron men. The fraternity of the Sky Walker clan.
Two thousand feet up, they weld the steel In heat and rain they labor on until a new glass tower greets the morning sun then the Sky Walker clan moves on.
Muscle and balance; skill and zeal it takes to make those blue prints real. They built this City; story by story That is the Sky Walker's claim to glory
My Dad worked on bridge construction as a young man. He liked it better than his work in the mines