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
In eighteen hundred and forty-two
From Hartlepool, I roved to Crewe
And found meself 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 the company
On the Leeds & 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
Me belly was empty, my hands were sore
From 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 Dan O'Connell he was alive
Dan O'Connell he was alive
And working on the railway
He was wearing corduroy britches
Digging ditches, pulling switches
Dodging hitches,
He was working on the railway
In eighteen hundred and forty-six
I changed my trade from carrying bricks
I changed my trade from carrying bricks
To 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
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
In eighteen hundred and forty-two
From Hartlepool, I roved to Crewe
And found meself 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 the company
On the Leeds & 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
Me belly was empty, my hands were sore
From 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 Dan O'Connell he was alive
Dan O'Connell he was alive
And working on the railway
He was wearing corduroy britches
Digging ditches, pulling switches
Dodging hitches,
He was working on the railway
In eighteen hundred and forty-six
I changed my trade from carrying bricks
I changed my trade from carrying bricks
To 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
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