27 - Cannery Shed (Stella)

Words: Mary Garvey
Tune: Mary Garvey

I’ve worked all my life in the cannery shed
And if I’m dying or you think I am dead
Don’t bury my bones but put me instead
In a can in the cannery shed

The cannery shed perches over the river
When the winter winds blow we freeze and we shiver
When the boss comes around I just might have to give her
My opinion of the cannery shed

I’ve worked all my life…

There’s no time to rest and there’s no time to linger
And you’d better move sharp or you might lose a finger
It’s make you stomach turn if you knew everything that’s
Been canned in the cannery shed

I’ve worked all my life…

We chop off the heads and chop off the tails
Scoop out the guts and throw them in the pails
We won’t get a rest till the next schooner sails
From the dock at the cannery sheds

I’ve worked all my life in the cannery shed
And if I’m dying or you think I am dead
Don’t bury my bones but put me instead
In a can in the cannery shed

LaFaye he went away and he wrote me a letter
I tucked it up high in the sleeve of my sweater
And it slipped and it fell and it ended in the shredder
And got canned in the cannery shed

I’ve worked all my life…

The cannery boy he’s a very happy fella
If he gets him a girl from the little town of Stella
Now I would if I could but I’m not going to tell ya
What goes on behind the cannery shed

I’ve worked all my life…