Irish Work Song - The Highwaymen

In eighteen hundred and forty-one,

I put my corduroy breeches on,

I put my corduroy breeches on

To work up on the railway.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

To work up on the railway.

In eighteen hundred and forty-two,

I left the old world for the new,

Bad cess to the luck that brought me through

To work up on the railway.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

To work up on the railway.

In eighteen hundred and forty-three

'Twas then I met sweet Biddy McGee

An elegant wife she’s been to me

While working on the railway.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

To work upon the railway.

In eighteen hundred and forty-six,

They belted me to build some bricks,

I was in an awfull fix,

While working on the railway.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

To work upon the railway.

In eighteen hundred and forty-seven,

Sweet Biddy McGee she went to heaven,

If she left one child, she left eleven,

To work upon the railway.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

To work upon the railway.

In eighteen hundred and forty-eight,

I learned to drink me whiskey straight,

It’s an elegant drink that can’t be beat

For working on the railway.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

To work upon the railway.

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye

Fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

Fil-li-me-fil-li-me-oo-ri-i-ri-aye.

To work upon the railway