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The Celebrated Workingman 
The Celebrated Workingman (Ed Foley) 
I'm a celebrated workingman, my duties I don't shirk I can cut more coal than any man from Pittsburgh to New York It's a holy terrogation, boys, how I get through my work While I'm seated at my glory in the barroom. 
I can stand a set of timber, post, and bar or single prop. I can throw a chain on the bottom or I can throw it up on top. Oh, give me a pair of engines and be jeepers I'II not stop, Till I land me triple wagons through the barroom. 
I'II go down and work upon the platform or go out and run the dump. I can put in pulleys on the slope or go down and clean the sump, I can run a 20,000 horse-power steam engine pumpThat's providing that I have it in the barroom. 
I'll go down and work the flat vein; I'II go up and work the pitch I can work at the Potts or Newside-I don't care the devil which I can show the old track layer how to decorate the ditch Now haven't I often proved it in the barroom? 
Now at driving I'm a daisy; just give me a balky team, When I'II beat the spots off an evening run, be it water, wind or steam, With your balance plates, and endless chains; they're nowhere to be seen, When I pull me trip of wagons through the barroom. 
Now at bossing I'm a daisy, and I know I'm no disgrace, For I could raise your wages, boys, just twelve ccnts up the l'ast Now didn't the Reading Company miss me when they didn't make their haste,0 And capture me, before I struck the barroom. 
I can show the boss or super how the air should circulate, I can show the boss fireman how the steam should generate; Now the trouble at the Pottsville shaft, sure I could elucidate Now haven't I often proved it in the barroom? 
And now my song is o'er and I haven't any other, For heaven's sake don't fire no more or else we'll surely smother The landlord would rather throw us out than go to the bother Of putting up a ventilator in the barroom. 
And now my song is ended and I hope you'll all agree, That if you want any pointers you'd better send for me, But I'm not worth a good gol darn till I empty two or three Of the very biggest schooners in the barroom. 
From Pennsylvania Songs and Legends, Korson Collected from Michael F. Barry, PA 1940
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