DRILL, YOU TERRIERS, DRILL.
Copyright, 1884, by N. Y. Pub. Co.
The bullfrog spoke at last.
Two dollars a day from the first of May,
Two dollars a day and that fair pay,
For to work on the Midland Railway.
Drill, you terriers, drill,
Drill, you heroes, drill.
You'll work all (lay without sugar in your tea,
When you work on the Midland Railway.
Our boarding boss was from Corktown,
And he got married to a bloody fardown;
She baked good bread and she baked it well,
But she baked it as hard us the hobs of---Chorus.
Our boarding boss went to town one day,
To buy us some sugar and some tea;
He soon found out that sugar was too dear,
For now he is drinking his own tea clear.-Chorus.
He'll give you a drill for to drill a hole,
He'll curse and d---n your Irish soul,
The ship that brought you over the sea,
For to work on the Midland Railway.-Chorus.
We all go to work at seven o'clock,
You'll had twenty terries drilling a rock;
The boss says to Pat: "Can't you keep still,
And come down heavier on your cast-iron drill? " -Chorus.
It's there where you'll hear both Irish and Dutch,
And you must allow that they don't know much,
With a hi! hi! here, and what are you doing there?
Sure you'd wake up the birds in the morning.-Chorus.