Why paddys not at work today lyrics

The force of this collision, half way up the office block Caused multiple abrasions and a nasty state of shock Still clinging tightly to the rope I fell towards the ground And I landed on the broken bricks the barrel scattered round.

I lay there groaning on the ground I thought I'd passed the worst But the barrel hit the pulley wheel, and then the bottom burst A shower of bricks rained down on me, I hadn't got a hope As I lay there bleeding on the ground, I let go the bloody rope. The barrel then being heavier then started down once more And landed right across me as I lay upon the floor It broke three ribs, and my left arm, and I can only say That I hope you'll understand why Paddy's not at work today. Many thanks to Pat Cooksey for permission to display the lyrics and background of this popular song.

All rights reserved. This is not correct -- the recitation in a more simple form dates back to the English Music Hall's of the 's and was printed in the Readers Digest in in the form of a story. The fine Scottish singer and songwriter Dick Gaughan details some of the above on his Homepage together with comments by Sam Hinton. Read on for some of our favorites, with pronunciations, meanings and a bit of history as well.

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The Leaving Of Liverpool Lyrics. Clean Lyric. Paragraph Lyric. Dear sir I write this note to you to tell me of me plight, And at the time of writing, I am not a pretty sight. Me body is all black and blue, me face a deathly gray. And I write this note to say, why Paddy's not at work today. While working on the fourteenth floor some bricks I had to clear.

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