Drill, Ye Tarriers, Drill-Trip McCool

Trip McCool performs a classic American Railroad song (lyrics below)

Every morning, seven o'clock
There's twenty Irishmen a pounding on a rock
The boss man says, "Shut up, keep still...
Come down heavy on your cast iron drill."

And Drill, Ye Tarriers, Drill
And Drill, Ye Tarriers, Drill
For it's work all day no sugar in you tay
Down beyond the railway
And Drill, Ye Tarriers, Drill

The big boss man, he down to the ground
Married a lady 'bout six feet 'round
She bakes his bread, she bakes it well
She bakes it harder than the nobs of Hell.

The foreman, name of John McCann
Swear I never met a meaner man
A premature blast went off
And a mile in the air goes big Jim Goff.

The next payday she come around
A dollar light poor Jimmy found
"John, what for?" comes this reply
"You're docked for the hour you was up in the sky."

Tarriers live on work and sweat
There ain't no tarrier, got rich yet
Sleep and work, and work some more
And drill right down to the devil's door."

There I stand me hat in hand
With two trains kissing in the Utah sand
There's no one now, who knows my name
An Irish derby is me claim to fame

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Drill Ye Tarriers
• Irish
• Railroad
• Trip McCool
• Celtic

[vampiregal34]

we are siging dis in school. i'm proud too be half irish<3

[MeatIsbetter]

This needs to get main streem, it's awesome!

[PurpRange]

Almost sounds like "Two trains pissin"