G C G In 1800 and 41, me corduroy breeches I put on C G Me corduroy breeches I put on C G To work upon the railway, the railway C G I'm weary of the railway C D G Poor Paddy works on the railway Chorus: G In 1800 and 42, from Hartlepool I moved to Crewe C G Found myself a job to do, working on the railway I was wearing corduroy breeches, digging ditches Pulling switches, dodging pitches, C G I was working on the railway In 1800 and 43, I broke the shovel across me knee Went to work for the company on the Leeds to Selby railway I was wearing corduroy breeches, digging ditches Pulling switches, dodging pitches, I was working on the Railway In 1800 and 44, 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 Chorus: In 1800 and 45, 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, I was working on the railway In 1800 and 46, 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, I was working on the railway In 1800 and 47, 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 I was working on the railway | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC D G |