Various - Poor Paddy on the Railway Lyrics
Artist(s): Shane MacGowanIn eighteen hundred and forty-oneMe corduroy breeches I put onMe corduroy breeches I put onTo work upon the railway, the railwayI'm weary of the railwayPoor Paddy works on the railwayIn eighteen hundred and forty-twoFrom Hartlepool I moved to CreweFound meself a job to doWorking on the railwayI was wearing corduroy breechesDigging ditches, pulling stitches,Dancing on the lineStill working on the railwayIn eighteen hundred and forty-threeI broke me shovel across me kneeAnd went to work for the companyOn the Leeds to Selby railwayIn eighteen hundred and forty-fourI landed on the Liverpool shoreMe belly was empty, me hands were rawWith working on the railway, the railwayI'm sick to my guts of the railwayPoor Paddy works on the railwayIn eighteen hundred and forty-fiveWhen Daniel O'Connell he was aliveWhen Daniel O'Connell he was aliveAnd working on the railwayIn eighteen hundred and forty-sixI changed me trade to carrying bricksChanged me trade to carrying bricksStill working on the railwayIn eighteen hundred and forty-sevenPoor Paddy was thinking of going to HeavenThe old bugger was thinking of going to HeavenTo work upon the railway, the railwayI'm sick to my death of the railwayPoor Paddy works on the railway
