My daddy was a miner, said there was nothing finer Than an Irishman who worked an honest day From Steamboat Row, in rain or shine He'd make his way down to the mine
Along the dusty road he'd travel Fifteen miles to get there, fifteen miles to go Fifteen miles back home again Home to Steamboat Row
He used to tell about the time he got hurt down in the mine He said he'd never go back down again But in his heart he knew he would He did the only thing he could
Kept on walkin' down that road Fifteen miles to get there, fifteen miles to go Fifteen miles back home again Home to Steamboat Row
But when he took to drinkin' we knew that he was thinkin' That his days were quickly coming to an end He'd only speak of Steamboat Row He said someday we ought to go
And walk along that dusty road Fifteen miles to get there, fifteen miles to go Fifteen miles back home again Home to Steamboat Row