Lyrics:
In eighteen hundred and forty-one
The corduroy breeches I put on
Me corduroy breeches I put on
To work upon the railway, the railway
I'm weary
on the railway
I worked for the foundry and man my mind it nearly drowned
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
It never, it could never work out right
So I said "so long,
In eighteen hundred and forty one
Me corduroy britches I put on
Me corduroy britches I put on
To work upon the railway
Tirramy oh re oh re ay
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
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
There I was at the bus stop begging you just to stay
Can we work this out, baby we can work this out
A dust trail from a Greyhound headed for
Hello my old friend
Hello my old friend
High-rise tower blocks with panoramic
Views of trains and coal
Tiehead railway tracks tread faithfully
In 1841 I put my corduroy breeches on
I put my corduroy breeches on to work up on the railway
Billy me oo ree aye ree ay
Billy me oo ree aye ree ay
of the day
Across the wide prairie our loved ones lie sleeping
Beyond the dark oceans in a place far away
We are the navvies who work upon the railway
of the day
Across the wide prairie our loved ones lie sleeping
Beyond the dark oceans in a place far away
We are the navvies who work upon the railway
1.
In eighteen hundred and forty-one,
Me corduroy britches I put on,
Me corduroy britches I put on
To work upon the railway, the railway,
I’m weary
pints
And the shanty towns rang with their songs and their fights.
Navigator, navigator rise up and be strong
The morning is here and there's work
There I was at the bus stop beggin' you just to stay
Can we work this out, baby we can work this out
A dust trail from a Greyhound headed for
on the cast-iron (?)"
And drille terriers, drille."
Drille terriers, drille
For it's work all day
For the sugar in your tea
Down behind the railway
And drille
down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew
And of whiskey too
You can paddle all
down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats
And the railway bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew
And of whiskey too
You can paddle all
We them cleveland
Blue raiders
At the top
They hate us
We go hard
For the name
Put in work
On a daily
Screaming red white and blue
Yea they know we
Now growing up on Railway Street
Taxes filed the rent is due
You sit at home watching the news
While I'm at work hiding my blues
You just sit and talk
about it
It says to join an evening class
Or hang around in zoos and railway stations
And gives you lots of lines to use
And how to make the best
iron and with steel
And with muscle and the wheel
I’m a navvie on the Great western railway
And we live for the work
Though its tough never shirk
the sky went big Jim Goff
And drill, ye tarriers, drill
Drill, ye tarriers, drill
Well you work all day for the sugar in your tay
Down beyond the railway
In 1841
Me corduroy breeches I put on
Me corduroy breeches I put on
To work upon the railway
In 1843
I broke me shovel across me knee
In 1841
Me corduroy breeches I put on
Me corduroy breeches I put on
To work upon the railway
In 1843
I broke me shovel across me knee
We fight again the fight.
In eighteen hundred forty-one, my corduroy
Breeches I put on to work upon the railway,
To work upon the railway.
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