Lyrics Poor Paddy Works on the Railway - The Blarney Lads

Poor Paddy Works on the Railway

In eighteen hundred and forty-one
Me corduroy britches I put on
Me corduroy britches I put on
To work upon the railway, the railway
I’m weary of the railway
Poor Paddy works on the railway
In eighteen hundred and forty-two
From Hartlepool I moved to Crewe
And I found meself with a job to do
Working on the railway
I was wearing
Corduroy britches, digging ditches
Pulling switches, dodging hitches
I was working on the railway
In eighteen hundred and forty-three
I broke me shovel across me knee
And I went to work for a company
On the Leeds and Selby railway
I was wearing
Corduroy britches, digging ditches
Pulling switches, dodging hitches
I was working on the railway
In eighteen hundred and forty-four
I landed on the Liverpool shore
Well, me belly was empty, me throat was raw
With working on the railway, the railway
I’m weary of the railway
Poor Paddy works on the railway
In eighteen hundred and forty-five
When Daniel O’Connell, he was alive
When Daniel O’Connell, he was alive
And working on the railway
I was wearing
Corduroy britches, digging ditches
Pulling switches, dodging hitches
I was working on the railway
In eighteen hundred and forty-six
I changed me trade to carrying bricks
I changed me trade to carrying bricks
From working on the railway
I was wearing
Corduroy britches, digging ditches
Pulling switches, dodging hitches
I was working on the railway
In eighteen hundred and forty-seven
Poor Paddy was thinking of going to Heaven
Poor Paddy was thinking of going to Heaven
To work upon the railway, the railway
I’m weary of the railway
Poor Paddy works on the railway
Well, I was wearing
Corduroy britches, digging ditches
Pulling switches, dodging hitches
I was working on the railway