Steam-shovel Man.

I am a steam-shovel, steam-shovel man.
I am a steam-shovel, steam-shovel man.
Got my steam-shovel, and I know who I am.

Got me some gravel, and I got me some sand.
Got me some drawings, and got me some plans.
I am a steam-shovel, steam-shovel man.
Got my steam-shovel, and I know who I am.

My steam-shovel’s color is yellow crayons.
I bet you guess what I, what I’m sayin’.
I am a steam-shovel, steam-shovel man.
Got my steam-shovel, and I know who I am.

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