Irish Song Lyrics 
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Endearing 
Go back to yer work, me broth of a boy, An' shtop all yer strikes an' yer fuss. Or divil a wun will get any employ, An' ye'll soon all be shtarvin' or wuss. 
It's d--d little minin' yer doin' at all; There's others work betther nor you. Yer fit but for ditchin' out in the canawl, Or workin' wid some railroad crew. 
If minin' don't suit yez, why, go till the Wist, Or anywhere's out of the way; 'Twouldn't grieve uz at all if yez all were at rist 'Neath the sod of yer bog in the say. 
So shtart or be off (we're wanting no such) An' lit those min who want to work, be: We've miners enough, both English and Dutch, An' in your place we'll get the Chinee.