[The boss sent us to tell his wife]
Just how Big Jim had lost his life;
She said, Bring him in to town,
We said, We would but he ain't yet come down!

The very next day, we heard a cry,
There was Big Jim, falling from the sky;
He landed on a big rock dump,
And said, By God, that's a helluva bump!

Or something like that - from a recording by Tim Rogers & Barry Luft - 'Songs of the Iron Rail', maybe? - all Canadian songs (or variants). In their song, it's "the CP [i.e., Canadian Pacific] railway", and the cook is "a Bluenose [Nova Scotian] man". And there's a doctor who gives you pills that "send you over the Eagle Hills" - which sounds either extremely delightful or unpleasant, depending on your turn of mind, I suppose.

Interestingly, it also has a re-working of this verse from Mick on the Railroad, given above:

They gave me a drill to drill the hole,
And then confound my Irish sowl,
And blast the ship that brought me over,
To work upon the railroad.

[He'd ... and curse and scold,
He'd damn and blast our Irish souls;
He'd damn the ship that brought us through,
To work on the CP Railway crew.]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ECCAeqEBhzY&t=1118s