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Poor Paddy
The Pogues
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In 1841, the 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 myself a job to do a working on the railway
I was wearing corduroy breeches, digging ditches
Pulling switches, dodging pitches
As I was working on the railway
In 1843, I broke the shovel across me knee
I went to work for the company, on the Leeds to Selby railway
I was wearing corduroy breeches, digging ditches
Pulling switches, dodging pitches
As I was working on the railway
In 1844, I landed on the Liverpool shore
My 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 Daniel O'Connell he was alive
When Daniel O'Connell, he was alive
And working on the railway
I was wearing corduroy breeches, digging ditches
Pulling switches, dodging pitches
As I was working on the railway
In 1846, I changed my trade to carrying bricks
I changed my trade to carrying bricks
To working on the railway
I was wearing corduroy breeches, digging ditches
Pulling switches, dodging pitches
As 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
As I was working on the railway
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