Farewell to your bricks and mortar,
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farewell to your dirty lies.
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farewell to your gangways and your
gang planks.
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And to hell with your overtime,
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for the good ship Ragamuffin is
lying at the Quay,
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for to take out Pat with a shovel
on his back,
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to the shores of
1. While on my way down to the quay where the ship at anchor lays,
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to
command a gang of navvys that I was told to engage.
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I stopped in for to drink
awhile before I go away,
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for
to take a trip on an emigrant ship to the shores of
2. Well the boss came up this morning, and he said "Well, Pat you
know,
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if
you didn't get those navvys out I'm afraid you'll
have to go ".
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So I asked him for my wages
and demanded all my pay,
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And I told him straight, we
would all emigrate
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to
the shores of
3. And when I reach
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there's
plenty there for digging up, or so I have been told.
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Or else I'll go back to my
trade and a hundred bricks I'll lay,
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because
I live for an eight hour shift on the shores of