Paddy Works on the Railway

In eighteen hundred and forty-one

My corduroy breeches I put on

My corduroy breeches I put on

To work upon the railway, the railway

 I'm weary of the railway

 Poor Paddy works on the railway

Chorus

I was wearing corduroy britches, digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging bitches

I was working in the railway

 

In eighteen hundred and forty-two

I found myself a job to do

I found myself a job to do, a-working on the railway

 

Chorus

 

In eighteen hundred and forty-three

I sailed away across the sea (2x)

 

In eighteen hundred and forty-four

I landed on Columbia's shore (2x)

 

In eighteen hundred and forty-five

When Daniel O'Connell he was alive (2x)

 

In eighteen hundred and forty-six

I made my trade to carrying bricks (2x)

 

In eighteen hundred and forty-seven

Poor Paddy was thinking of going to Heaven (2x)