Down by the docks where the shadows play,
 Deals are made at the end of the day.
 Fingers point with the evening tide,
 Secrets buried by the waterside.


Down by the docks, where the law won’t go,
 Things look in order but it’s all just for show
 Night whispers such a dangerous tune,
 Crime never sleeps beneath the moon.


Down by the docks, there are sights which will shock Truth gets sold, the brave turning cold The tide rolls in, but it can’t erase,
 The sins that haunt this godless place.

Down by the docks Down by the docks

(c) words and music G Todd 2025