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Album: Miscellaneous (2006) Artists: Pogues 5 Green Queens And Jean A Pair Of Brown Eyes A Rainy Night In Soho Amadie And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda Anniversary Boys From The County Hell Bright Lights Dark Streets Of London Down In The Ground Where The Dead Men Go Four O'Clock In The Morning Greenland Whale Fisheries Honky Tonk Woman How Come Jesse James Kitty Living In A World Without Her Love You 'Till The End Medley (Recruiting Sergeant, Rocky Road To Dublin, Galway Races) Night Train to Lorca Oretown Pont Mirabeau Poor Paddy Repeal Of The Licensing Laws Sea Shanty South Australia Streams Of Whiskey Streets Of Sorrow/Birmingham Six The Auld Triangle The Body of an American The Gentleman Soldier The Irish Rover (with The Dubliners) The Sun And The Moon The Sunnyside Of The Street Tombestone Tosspint Transmetropolitan Waxie's Dargle When The Ship Comes In Where That Love's Been Gone Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah

Song: Poor Paddy Artists: Pogues Favorite: Add Remove Pogues Miscellaneous Poor Paddy [The Pogues' Version] ----------------------------------------- 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 of the railway Poor Paddy works on the railway In eighteen hundred and forty-two 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 eighteen hundred and forty-three 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 eighteen hundred and forty-four 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 eighteen hundred and forty-five 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 eighteen hundred and forty-six I changed my trade to carrying bricks I changed my trade to carrying bricks To work upon the railway I was wearing corduroy breeches Digging ditches, pulling switches Dodging pitches, as I was Working on the Railway In eighteen hundred and forty-seven 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 [Paddy Works on the Railway] --------------------------------------- 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 I didn't know what I should do I didn't know what I should do To work upon the railway, the railway I'm weary of the railway Poor Paddy works on the railway In eighteen hundred and forty-three I sailed away across the sea I sailed away across the sea To work upon the railway, the railway I'm weary of the railway Poor Paddy works on the railway In eighteen hundred and forty-four I landed on Columbia's shore I landed on Columbia's shore To work upon the railway, the railway I'm weary of the railway Poor Paddy works on the railway In eighteen hundred and forty-five When Daniel O'Connell he was alive When Daniel O'Connell he was alive To work upon the railway, the railway I'm weary of the railway Poor Paddy works on the railway In eighteen hundred and forty-six I made my trade to carrying bricks I made my trade to carrying bricks To work upon the railway, the railway I'm weary of the railway Poor Paddy works 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 In eighteen hundred and forty-eight I learned to drink my whiskey straight I learned to drink my whiskey straight To work upon the railway, the railway I'm weary of the railway Poor Paddy works on the railway

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