Paddy On The Railway

In eighteen hundred and forty-one

The corduroy breeches I put on

Me corduroy breeches I put on

All from work upon the railway, the railway

I'm weary of the railway

Oh paddy works on the railway

In eighteen hundred and forty-two

I moved my shit crewe from Paddy and crew

moved my shit crewe from Paddy and crew

And working on the railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches

Digging ditches, Turnin switches

Dodging bitches, as I was

Working on the railway

In eighteen hundred and forty-three

I broke the shovel across me knee

broke the shovel across me knee

As i was workin on the railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches

Digging ditches, Turnin switches

Dodging bitches, I was

Working on the railway

In eighteen hundred and forty-four

I landed on the liverpool shore

My belly was empty me hands were sore

All from working on the railway, the railway

I'm weary of the railway

Ah paddy works on the railway

In eighteen hundred and forty-five

Oh Paddy Oh God he was alive

Paddy Oh god he was alive

And working on the railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches

Digging ditches, Turnin switches

Dodging Bitches, as I was

Working on the railway

In eighteen hundred and forty-six

I moved my crew from carrying bricks

Moved my crew from carrying bricks

To work upon the railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches

Digging ditches, Turnin switches

Dodging bitches, as I was

Working on the railway

In eighteen hundred and forty-seven

AH paddy was thinking of going to heaven

Paddy left one child, Paddy left the land

They were all work on the railway, the railway

Well I'm weary of the railway

Ah paddy works on the railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches

Digging ditches, Turnin switches

Dodging bitches, as I was

Working on the railway