"The Bridge" lyrics

The Burrard tide was running cold and deep
The city of Vancouver was waking from sleep
An iron skeleton reached out from the North Shore sand
A giant made of rivets, completely by hand

A hidden flaw was buried in the steel and the cage
A junior's pen had slipped across the drafting page
She creaked and she groaned, but the weight couldn't hold
It's a story of a blunder that's seldom told

And the bridge came tumblin' down
Oh, the bridge came tumblin' down
The steel didn't hold, it made a hell of a sound
Yeah, the bridge came tumblin' down

They were men of iron, an engineering crew
Plus a painter and a diver, and a dog named Tubby too
Eighteen souls in the wreckage, one more in the tide
It was pride of the Narrows, where the ironworkers died

They changed the name in ninety-four to honor the lost
To remind everyone of the human cost
So now, when you cross, remember the 17th of June
Give thanks to the lads that were lost far too soon

And the bridge came tumblin' down
Oh, the bridge came tumblin' down
No, the steel didn't hold, it made a hell of a sound
Yeah, the bridge came tumblin' down
Yeah, the bridge came tumblin' down
Yeah, the bridge came tumblin' down