Concrete Paddy


Music and lyrics by Richie Kavanagh

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Concrete Paddy, who works in London town.
Concrete Paddy, who lays the concrete down.
He works with all the Subies, part now of the crew.
An’ every night in the pub, he’ll always have a few.

He left his home in Mayo in 1962.
To take the boat ta England, seemed the right thing for ta do.
He met his friends in Kilburn, down in Camden town.
An’ very soon they had a place for him ta dass down.

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Concrete Paddy, who works in London town.
Concrete Paddy, who lays the concrete down.
He works with all the Subies, part now of the crew.
An’ every night in the pub, he’ll always have a few.

He’s a great man with a shovel, spreads concrete nice an’ neat.
His hands as tough as leather, like the boots upon his feet.
The sweat runs down his face, his belly an’ his back.
A great man with a pick an’ powerful with a fac.

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Concrete Paddy, who works in London town.
Concrete Paddy, who lays the concrete down.
He works with all the Subies, part now of the crew.
An’ every night in the pub, he’ll always have a few.

“Isn’t that right Johnny?”…”Thats right, thats the truth”
“A one R B man, a one R B man”.

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Concrete Paddy, who works in London town.
Concrete Paddy, who lays the concrete down.
He works with all the Subies, part now of the crew.
An’ every night in the pub, he’ll always have a few.