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Poor Paddy

The Pogues
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D-DU-UDU
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
 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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Readable chord sheet for Poor Paddy by The Pogues

[E]In eighteen hundred and forty-one
The corduroy breeches [B7]I put on
Me [E]corduroy breeches I put on
To [B7]work upon[E] the railway, the [B7]railway
I'm [E]weary [E7]of the [A]rail[E]way
Poor Paddy works[B7] on the [E]railway

In eighteen hundred and forty-two
From Hartlepool I moved to Crewe
Found myself a job to do
A [B7]working on the [E]railway

I was wearing corduroy breeches
Digging ditches, pulling switches
Dodging pitches, as I was
[B7]Working on the [E]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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