Written by Ewan MacColl/Traditional
G In eighteen hundred and forty two, from Hartlepool I moved to Crewe G D7 G And I found meself a job to do, workin' on the railway G I was wearing corduroy britches G Digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging hitches G D7 G I was workin' on the railway #2: G In eighteen hundred and forty three I broke me shovel across me knee G D7 G And went to work with the company in the Leeds and Selby Railway G I was wearing corduroy britches G Digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging hitches G D7 G I was workin' on the railwayG D7 G In eighteen hundred and forty one, me corduroy breeches I put on G D7 G Me corduroy breeches I put on, to work upon the railway, the railway G C G D7 G I'm weary of the railway, poor Paddy works on the railway#3: G In eighteen hundred and forty five, when Daniel O'Connell he was alive G D7 G When Daniel O'Connell he was alive and workin' on the railway G I was wearing corduroy britches G Digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging hitches G D7 G I was workin' on the railway #4: G In eighteen hundred and forty six I changed me trade from carryin' bricks G D7 G Changed me trade from carryin' bricks to workin' on the railway G I was wearing corduroy britches G Digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging hitches G D7 G I was workin' on the railwayG D7 G In eighteen hundred and forty four I landed on the Liverpool shore G D7 G Me belly was empty, me hands were raw with workin' on the railway, the railway G C G D7 G I'm weary of the railway, poor Paddy works on the railwayOutro: G I was wearing corduroy britches G Digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging hitches G D7 G I was workin' on the railwayG D7 G7 In eighteen hundred and forty seven poor Paddy was thinkin' of goin' ta heaven G D7 G Poor Paddy was thinkin' of goin' ta heaven, to work upon the railway, the railway G C G D7 G I'm weary of the railway, poor Paddy works on the railway
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