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Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Early in the morning at seven o'clock

 there are twenty Tarriers a drilling at the rock,

 And the boss comes around and he says, 'Keep still!

 and come down heavy on your cast iron drill.'

Chorus

 And drill ye Tarriers, drill.

Drill ye Tarriers drill.

Well, you work all day for the sugar in your tea,

down behind the railway..

 And drill ye Tarriers drill,

 And blast and fire.

Now, our new foreman was Jim McGann,

 by god, he was, a blamed, mean man.

 Last week a premature blast went off,

 and a mile in the sky went Big Jim Goff.

Chorus

 And drill ye Tarriers, drill.

Drill ye Tarriers drill.

Well, you work all day for the sugar in your tea,

down behind the railway..

 And drill ye Tarriers drill,

 And blast and fire.

 Now, when next payday comes around,

 Jim Goff a dollar short was found.

 When asked the reason, came this reply..

 'You were docked for the time you were up in the sky.'

Chorus

 And drill ye Tarriers, drill.

Drill ye Tarriers drill.

Well, you work all day for the sugar in your tea,

down behind the railway..

 And drill ye Tarriers drill,

 And blast and fire.

Now, the boss was a fine man down to the ground,

 and he married a lady, six feet around.

 She baked good bread, and she baked it well,

 but she baked it as hard as the coals in hell.

Chorus

 And drill ye Tarriers, drill.

Drill ye Tarriers drill.

Well, you work all day for the sugar in your tea,

down behind the railway..

 And drill ye Tarriers drill,

 And blast and fire.

A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.