Lyrics Poor Paddy (2013 Mix) - The Pogues

In 1841
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 1842
From Hartlepool I moved to Crewe
Found meself a job to do
Working on the railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches
Digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging pitches
I was working on the railway

In 1843
I broke me shovel across me knee
And went to work for the company
On the Leeds to Selby railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches
Digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging pitches
I was working on the railway

In 1844, I landed on the Liverpool shore
Me belly was empty, me hands were raw
With working on the railway, the railway
I'm sick to my guts of the railway
Poor Paddy works on the railway

In 1845
When Danny O'Connell he was alive
When Danny O'Connell he was alive
And working on the railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches
Digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging pitches
I was working on the railway

In 1846
I changed me trade to carrying bricks
Changed me trade to carrying bricks
Still working on the railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches
Digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging pitches
I was working on the railway

In 1847
Poor Paddy was thinking of going to Heaven
The old bugger was thinking of going to Heaven
To work upon the railway, the railway
I'm sick to my death of the railway
Poor Paddy works on the railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches
Digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging pitches
I was working on the railway