Paddys Lament
Well its by the hush, me boys, and sure thats to hold your noise
And listen to poor Paddys sad narration
I was by hunger stressed, and in poverty distressed
So I took a thought Id leave the Irish nation
Well I sold me ass and cow, my little pigs and sow
My little plot of land I soon did part with
And me sweetheart Bid McGee, Im afraid Ill never see
For I left her there that morning broken-hearted
Heres you boys, now take my advice
To America Ill have yes not be going
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin cannons roar
And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
Well meself and a hundred more, to America sailed oer
Our fortunes to be making we were thinkin
When we got to Yankee land, they put guns into our hands
Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln
Heres you boys, now take my advice
To America Ill have yes not be going
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin cannons roar
And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
General Meagher to us he said, if you get shot or lose your head
Every murdered soul of youse will get a pension
Well in the war lost me leg, they gave me a wooden peg
And by soul it is the truth to you I mention
Heres you boys, now take my advice
To America Ill have yes not be going
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin cannons roar
And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
Well I think meself in luck, if I get fed on Indianbuck
And old Ireland is the country I delight in
To the devil, I would say, its curse Americay
For the truth Ive had enough of your hard fightin
Heres you boys, now take my advice
To America Ill have yes not be going
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin cannons roar
And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
I wish I was at home
I wish I was at home
I wish I was at home
I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin.