COWBOY SONGS

Jerry, Go Ile That Car ~ Lyrics

Come all ye railroad section men an' listen to my song,
It is of Larry O'Sullivan who now is dead and gone.
For twinty years a section boss, he niver hired a tar--
Oh, it's "j'int ahead and cinter back,
An' Jerry, go ile that car!"

For twinty years a section boss, he niver hired a tar,
But it's "j'int ahead an cinter back,
An' Jerry, go ile that car-r-r!"

For twinty years a section boss, he worked upon the track,
And be it to his cred-i-it he niver had a wrack.
For he kept every j'int right up to the p'int wid the tap of the
tampin-bar-r-r;
And while the byes was a-swimmin' up the ties,
It's "Jerry, wud yez ile that car-r-r!"

God rest ye, Larry O'Sullivan, to me ye were kind and good;
Ye always made the section men go out and chop me wood;
An' fetch me wather from the well an' chop me kindlin' fine;
And any man that wouldn't lind a hand, 'twas Larry give
him his Time.

And ivery Sunday morni-i-ing unto the gang he'd say:
"Me byes, prepare--yez be aware the ould lady goes to church the day.
Now, I want ivery man to pump the best he can, for the distance it
is far-r-r;
An' we have to get in ahead of number tin--
So, Jerry, go an' ile that car-r-r!"

'Twas in November in the winter time and the ground all covered
wid snow,
"Come put the hand-car-r-r on the track an' over the section go!"
Wid his big soger coat buttoned up to his t'roat, all weathers he
would dare--
An' it's "Paddy Mack, will yez walk the track,
An' Jerry, go an' ile that car-r-r!"

"Give my respects to the roadmas-ther," poor Larry he did cry,
"An lave me up that I may see the ould hand-car before I die.
Come, j'int ahead an' cinter back,
An' Jerry, go an' ile that car-r-r!"

Then lay the spike maul upon his chist, the gauge, and the ould
claw-bar-r-r,
And while the byes do be fillin' up his grave,
"Oh, Jerry, go an' ile that car-r-r!"

 

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