Tommy Anderson RIP

My name is Tam The Bin Man, and I’ll take them out on strike
He wore a tartan bonnet, and in his hand a mic
He knew a life of struggle, and solidarity
He knew the fight for justice, and equality

On the bins you see the folk who find the street their home
Tommy vowed that they should never struggle on their own
He looked after the homeless, the needy, and the poor
He looked after the union, from the shop floor

Tommy looked after the homeless, and anyone he could
Tommy looked after the homeless, like a good union man should

Proud Scotsman, he moved to town when he was just eighteen
Homeless then, he knew the lives of others he had seen
He looked after the homeless, because Tommy understood
A union man should help in any way he could

Tommy looked after the homeless, and anyone he could
Tommy looked after the homeless, like a good union man should

My name is Tam The Bin Man, and I took them out on strike
I looked after the homeless and the union alike
I looked after the homeless and anyone I could
I looked after the homeless, like a good union man should

Tommy looked after the homeless, and anyone he could
Tommy looked after the homeless, like a good union man should