Walkabouts - Drille Terriers lyrics

Every morn at sven o'clock There's twenty terriers drilling on the rock And the boss comes round and he says to the (?) "Come down hard on the cast-iron (?)" And drille terriers, drille." Drille terriers, drille For it's work all day For the sugar in your tea Down behind the railway And drille terriers, drille Now our boss is Jim McCann My guardian's the (??) (?) (?) Drille terriers, drille For it's work all day For the sugar in your tea Down behind the railway And drille terriers, drille Drille terriers, drille For it's work all day For the sugar in your tea Down behind the railway And drille terriers, drille Finally pay day came around A dollar short - Jim was found When he asked why, came this reply: "You were docked for the time You spent up in the sky." Drille terriers, drille For it's work all day For the sugar in your tea Down behind the railway And drille terriers, drille Drille terriers, drille For it's work all day For the sugar in your tea Down behind the railway And drille terriers, drille And blast And fire