Lyrics Poor Paddy On The Railway - The Dubliners
In
eighteen
hundred
and
forty
one,
me
corduroy
breeches
I
put
on
Me
corduroy
breeches
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
Bartley
Pool
I
moved
to
Crewe
And
I
found
meself
a
job
to
do,
workin'
on
the
railway
I
was
wearing
corduroy
britches
Digging
ditches,
pulling
switches,
dodging
hitches
I
was
workin'
on
the
railway
In
eighteen
hundred
and
forty
three
I
broke
me
shovel
across
me
knee
And
went
to
work
with
the
company
in
the
Leeds
and
Selby
Railway
I
was
wearing
corduroy
britches
Digging
ditches,
pulling
switches,
dodging
hitches
I
was
workin'
on
the
railway
In
eighteen
hundred
and
forty
four
I
landed
on
the
Liverpool
shore
Me
belly
was
empty,
me
hands
were
rough
with
workin'
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
Daniel
O'Connell
he
was
alive
and
workin'
on
the
railway
I
was
wearing
corduroy
britches
Digging
ditches,
pulling
switches,
dodging
hitches
I
was
workin'
on
the
railway
In
eighteen
hundred
and
forty
six
I
changed
me
trade
from
carryin'
bricks
Changed
me
trade
from
carryin'
bricks
to
workin'
on
the
railway
I
was
wearing
corduroy
britches
Digging
ditches,
pulling
switches,
dodging
hitches
I
was
workin'
on
the
railway
In
eighteen
hundred
and
forty
seven
poor
Paddy
was
thinkin'
of
goin'
ta
heaven
Poor
Paddy
was
thinkin'
of
goin'
ta
heaven,
to
work
upon
the
railway,
the
railway
I'm
weary
of
the
railway,
poor
Paddy
works
on
the
railway
I
was
wearing
corduroy
britches
Digging
ditches,
pulling
switches,
dodging
hitches
I
was
workin'
on
the
railway
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