Drill, Ye Tarriers, Drill - Lyrics

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Every morning at seven o'clock There's twenty tarriers a workin at the rock The boss comes along and he says, "Keep still And come down heavy on the cast iron drill."

Chorus So drill, ye tarriers, drill And drill, ye tarriers, drill Oh it's work all day for the sugar in your tay Down beyond the railway so drill, ye tarriers,drill

The boss was a fine man down to the ground And he married a lady six feet 'round She baked good bread and she baked it well But she baked it harder than the hobs of Hell.

Chorus So drill, ye tarriers, drill And drill, ye tarriers, drill Oh it's work all day for the sugar in your tay down beyond the rail way so drill, ye tarriers, drill

Our new foreman is John Mc-Cann By God, He was a blamed mean man Last week a premature blast went off And a mile in the air went big Jim Goff.

Chorus So drill, ye tarriers, drill And drill ye tarriers drill Oh it's work all day for the sugar in your tay down beyond the rail way so drill, ye tarriers, drill

Next time payday comes around Jim Goff was short one buck he found "What for?" asked he then this reply "You were docked for the time you were up in the sky."

Chorus So drill, ye tattiers, drill And drill, ye tarriers drill Oh it's work all day for the sugar in your tay down beside the rail way so drill, ye tarriers, drill

Tarriers live on work and sweat There ain't no tarrier got rich yet Sleep and work, then work some more We'll drill right through the devil's door.

So drill, Ye tarriers, drill.