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Drill Ye Tarriers Drill

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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Now every mornin' at seven o’clock
There's twenty tarriers a-workin' on the rock
The boss comes along and he says  “Keep still
and come down heavy cast iron drill.”
[Chorus]
And drill ye tarriers drill  
And drill ye tarriers drill   
For it’s work all day for the sugar in your tea
Down beyond the railway
And drill ye tarriers drill
And blast    and fire
[Verse 2]
Now the boss was a good man down to the ground
And he married a lady six foot ’round
She baked good bread and she baked it well
         Am  N.C.
But she baked it hard as the holes in hell
[Chorus]
And drill ye tarriers drill  
And drill ye tarriers drill   
For it’s work all day for the sugar in your tea
Down beyond the railway
And drill ye tarriers drill
And blast    and fire
[Verse 2]
Well now our new foreman was Jean McCann
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]
And drill ye tarriers drill  
And drill ye tarriers drill   
         Am   N.C.
For it’s work all day for the sugar in your tea
Down beyond the railway
And drill ye tarriers drill
And blast    and fire
[Verse 3]
Well the next payday came around
Jim Goff a dollar short was found
When asked “What for?” came this reply
“You was docked for the time you was up in the sky.”
[Chorus]
And drill ye tarriers drill  
And drill ye tarriers drill   
For it’s work all day for the sugar in your tea
Down beyond the railway
And drill ye tarriers drill
And blast    and fire
DESCRIPTION: Describing in extravagant terms the hard life of the (Irish) railroad workers -- subjected to
long hours blast short pay (and that docked for any or no reason). And always the order comes again "Drill
 ye tarriers drill!"
AUTHOR: words: Thomas Casey/music: Charles Connolly
EARLIEST DATE: 1888 (play "A Brass Monkey"; sheet music published by Frank Harding of New York seemingly
 without attribution)

Drill Ye Tarriers Drill

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