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Cancion del Barrenador (Driller's Song)
Now, every mornin' at seven o'clock,
There's twenty tarriers workin' on the rock.
The boss comes along and he says, 'Keep still
And come down heavy on the cast iron drill'.
Drill, ye tarriers, drill.
Drill, ye tarriers, drill.
For it's work all day for the sugar in your tea,
Down (down) behind (behind) the railway,
And drill, ye tarriers, drill,
And blast, and fire.
The boss was a good man down to the ground.
He married a lady six feet 'round.
She baked good bread and she baked it well,
And she baked it hard as the holes in hell.
Drill, ye tarriers, drill.
Drill, ye tarriers, drill.
For it's work all day for the sugar in your tea,
Down (down) behind (behind) the railway,
And drill, ye tarriers, drill,
And blast, and fire.
Now, a new foreman was Jim McCann,
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By God, he was a blamin' man.
Last week a premature blast went off,
And a mile in the air went big Jim Goff.
Drill, ye tarriers, drill.
Drill, ye tarriers, drill.
For it's work all day for the sugar in your tea,
Down (down) behind (behind) the railway,
And drill, ye tarriers, drill,
And blast, and fire.
When payday next it came around,
Poor Jim said 'A dollar short be found'.
'What for?' said he; then came this reply,
'You were docked for the time you were up in the sky'.
Drill, ye tarriers, drill.
Drill, ye tarriers, drill.
For it's work all day for the sugar in your tea,
Down (down) behind (behind) the railway,
And drill, ye tarriers, drill,
And blast, and fire.
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