Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Paddy

In hundred and forty-one
Me corduroy I put on
Me corduroy I put on
To work the railway, the railway
I'm weary of the
Paddy works on the railway

In eighteen and forty-two
Hartlepool I moved to Crewe
Found a job to do
Working on the

I was corduroy breeches
Digging ditches, pulling switches, pitches
I was on the railway

In eighteen and forty-three
I broke me shovel me knee
And to work for the company
On the Leeds to railway

I was wearing corduroy
Digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging
I was working on the

In eighteen and forty-four
I landed on the Liverpool
Me was empty, me hands were raw
With working on the railway, the
I'm sick to my of the railway
Poor Paddy works on the

In hundred and forty-five
When O'Connell he was alive
Danny O'Connell he was alive
And working on the

I was wearing breeches
Digging ditches, switches, dodging pitches
I was on the railway

In hundred and forty-six
I changed me trade to bricks
Changed me to carrying bricks
working on the railway

I was wearing corduroy
Digging ditches, pulling switches, dodging
I was on the railway

In eighteen hundred and
Poor Paddy was thinking of going to
The old bugger was thinking of to Heaven
To upon the railway, the railway
I'm sick to my of the railway
Poor Paddy works on the

I was wearing corduroy
Digging ditches, pulling switches, pitches
I was working on the