Swing Shift at GK

[Verse] Clock in at dawn, sun barely peeks, Washington Court House, our feet hit concrete. GK Packaging, day starts to hum, Plastic bottles packed, the grind’s just begun. [Verse 2] Swing shift roster, we’re all in the mix, From AM to PM, working these tricks. Hour days roll by, sweat on our brows, Chasing the production, making Mama proud. [Chorus] Swing shift till the moon, in the heart of Ohio, Packing bottles crisp, the tempo is high-o. Grind don't stop, we're making it through, Sing the working song, till the shift's all done. [Verse 3] Lunch room chatter, tales of home, Lean on each other so we don’t feel alone. Radio playing that old county song, Keeping rhythm steady, all day long. [Chorus] Swing shift till the moon, in the heart of Ohio, Packing bottles crisp, the tempo is high-o. Grind don't stop, we're making it through, Sing the working song, till the shift's all done. [Bridge] Times change, clocks hands whirl, Swing back and forth, hard-working world. We do it for family, we do it with pride, Swing that shift, let the long hours glide.