They blasted and dug with their sweat and their guts
They never drank water but whiskey by pints
And the shanty towns rang with their songs and their fights
The morning is here and there's work to be done
Take your pick and your shovel and the bold dynamite
For to shift a few tons of this earthly delight
Yes to shift a few tons of this earthly delight
Save the brass in the pocket of the entrepreneur.
By landslide and rockblast they got buried so deep
That in death if not life they'll have peace while they sleep.
The way for a commerce where vast fortunes were made
The supply of an Empire where the sun never set
Which is now deep in darkness, but the railway's there yet.
- The Sick Bed Of Cuchulain..
- The Old Main Drag
- The Wild Cats of Kilkenny
- A Pair Of Brown Eyes
- I'm A Man You Don't Meet ..
- Sally MacLennane
- Dirty Old Town
- Jesse James
- Billy's Bones
- The Gentleman Soldier
- And The Band Played Waltz..