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 mineAlong the dusty road he'd travel
Fifteen miles to get there, fifteen miles to go
Fifteen miles back home again
Home to Steamboat RowHe 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 couldKept on walkin' down that road
Fifteen miles to get there, fifteen miles to go
Fifteen miles back home again
Home to Steamboat RowBut 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 goAnd walk along that dusty road
Fifteen miles to get there, fifteen miles to go
Fifteen miles back home again
Home to Steamboat Row