Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
Susan Reed
[Verse 1]
Every morning at seven o'clock
There were twenty tarriers workin' at the rock
The boss comes along and says: "Keep still
And come down heavy with the cast-iron drill!"
Then drill, ye tarriers, drill!
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
The boss was a fine man down to the ground
He married a lady six feet 'round
She baked good bread and she baked it well
But she baked it hard as the holes of Hell!
Then drill, ye tarriers, drill!
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 3]
The foreman's name was Tim McCann
By gosh, he was a durn mean man
Last week, a premature blast went off
And a mile in the air went big Jim Goff!
Then drill, ye tarriers, drill!
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 4]
When next payday came around
Jim Goff, a dollar short was found
When he asked "What for?" – came this reply:
"You're docked for the time you was up in the sky!"
Then drill, ye tarriers, drill!
[Chorus]
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
Drill, Ye Tarriers! was produced by Jac Holzman.