Roll on, roll on   Roll on, roll on   Roll on, roll on   Roll on, roll on      We'll roll on with our heads held high   Our conscience in the gutter, our dreams up in the sky   We'll roll on with our heads held high   Our conscience in the gutter, our dreams up in the sky      The ship yards are deserted on the docks on Melbourne town   The wharfies standing strong   They gathered round to see what the union had to say   There's too much work and not enough pay, say      We'll roll on with our heads held high   Our conscience in the gutter, our dreams up in the sky   We'll roll on with our heads held high   Our conscience in the gutter, our dreams up in the sky      We'll protest in peace, keep the whole thing quiet   The last thing needed is a wage-fueled riot   'Coz they don't really care, they're always standing there   Running from the outside, from the outside   Running from the outside world      Do you really care? Why are you standing there?   Filming for the outside world   Do you really care? Why are you standing there?   Filming for the outside world      Five weeks had passed when the union made it clear   Spirits slowly faded and the end was getting near   You see you're all expendable when all is said and done   You'll go back to work tomorrow, meet your new replacement son      Roll on   Roll on   Roll on      We'll roll on with our heads held high   Our conscience in the gutter, our dreams up in the sky   We'll roll on with our heads held high   Our conscience in the gutter, our dreams up in the sky      Roll on   Roll on   Roll on   ...