The Tarriers - Drill, Ye Tarriers, Drill lyrics

Every morning at seven o'clock There's twenty tarriers a drillin' at the rock The boss comes along and he says: "Keep still And come down heavy on the cast-iron-drill!" And drill, ye tarriers, drill! Drill, ye tarriers, drill! Oh, it's work all day For the sugar in your tay Down behind the railway! Then drill ye tarriers, drill! And blast And fire! Our new foreman is John Mc-Cann By God, he was a blamed mean man Last week a premature blast went off A mile in the air went big Jim Goff! And drill, ye tarriers, drill! Drill, ye tarriers, drill! Oh, it's work all day For the sugar in your tay Down behind the railway! Then drill ye tarriers, drill! And blast And fire! When next payday came around Jim Goff a Dollar short was found When he asked: "What for?" came this reply: "You were docked for the time you was up in the sky!" And drill, ye tarriers, drill! Drill, ye tarriers, drill! Oh, it's work all day For the sugar in your tay Down behind the railway! Then drill ye tarriers, drill! And blast And fire! 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! And drill, ye tarriers, drill! Drill, ye tarriers, drill! Oh, it's work all day For the sugar in your tay Down behind the railway! Then drill ye tarriers, drill! And blast And fire!