The Man Who Moves Us - Mill Ballad

The Super is the man to fear,

     The man who has the say;

Who holds the office chair in place,

     Who “lifts” or cuts our pay.

And tho’ we fly when he’s around,

     And dodge so he can’t see,

There is a man who makes us run

     A quicker gait than he.

He is the man who holds the rope

     That makes the whistle blow;

It is the mighty engineer

     Who makes us come and go.

I’ve seen a dozen moving when

     The Super comes around;

But hundreds scatter right and left

     At every whistle’s sound.

July 11, ‘99