The Sick Note-The Dubliners/Ronnie Drew

[ti:The Sick Note] [ar:The Dubliners] [al:Definitive Pub Songs Collection] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Sick Note - The Dubliners/Ronnie Drew [00:00.69]Dear Sir I write this note to you [00:03.23]To tell you of me plight [00:05.30]And at the time of writing [00:06.80]I am not a pretty sight; [00:09.18]My body is all black and blue [00:11.65]My face a deathly gray [00:13.88]And I write this note to say [00:16.54]Why Paddy's not at work today [00:19.96]While working on the fourteenth floor [00:22.32]Some bricks I had to clear; [00:24.31]Now to throw them down from [00:25.96]Such a height was not a good idea [00:28.71]The foreman wasn't very pleased [00:30.73]He beeing an awkward sod [00:32.86]He said I'd have to cart them down [00:34.99]The ladders in me hod [00:37.01]Now clearing all these bricks [00:39.48]By hand it was so very slow [00:42.20]So I hoisted up a barrel [00:44.32]And secured the rope below [00:46.85]But in me haste to do the job [00:49.41]I was to blind to see [00:52.00]That a barrelful of building bricks [00:54.02]Was heavier than me [00:55.74] [00:57.10]So when I untied the rope [00:58.95]The barrel fell like lead [01:00.78]And clinging tightly to the rope [01:03.17]I started up instead [01:05.26]Well I shot up like a rocket [01:07.59]Till to my dismay I found [01:10.18] [01:10.93]That halfway up [01:11.68]I met the bloody barrel comming down [01:14.40] [01:15.64]Well the barrel broke me shoulder [01:17.50]As to the ground it sped [01:19.88]And when I reached the top [01:21.59]I banged the pully with my head [01:24.41]Well I clung on tight through numbed [01:26.27]Shock from this almighty blow [01:29.40]And the barrel spilled out half [01:31.18]The bricks fourteen floors below [01:33.41] [01:34.16]Now when these bricks had fallen [01:36.53]From the barrel to the floor [01:39.10]I then outweighed the barrel and [01:41.64]So started down once more; [01:44.07]Still clinging tightly to the rope [01:46.47]I sped towards the ground [01:48.95]And I landed on the brocken bricks [01:50.79]That were all scattered round [01:53.35]Well I lay there groaning on the ground [01:56.82]I thougth I'd passed the worst [01:59.26]When the barrel hit the pully-wheel [02:01.59]And then the bottom burst [02:03.54]Well a shower of bricks rained down on me [02:06.67]I hadn't got a hope [02:08.69]As I lay there moaning on the ground [02:11.51] [02:12.10]I let go of the bloody rope [02:14.05] [02:15.44]The barrel than being heavier [02:17.50]It started down once more [02:19.69]And landed right across me [02:21.86]As I lay upon the floor [02:24.86]Well it broke three ribs [02:26.67]And my left arm and I can only say [02:31.05]That I hope you'll understand [02:33.20]Why Paddy's not a work today