Paddy's Lamentation

Well, it's by the hushc me boys and that's to mind your noise

And listen to poor paddy's sad narration

I was by hunger stressed and in poverty distressed

So I took a thought I'd leave the irish nation

Well, I sold me horse and cow, my little pigs and sow

My father's farm of land, I then departed

And me sweetheart bid mcgee, I'm afraid, I'll never see

For I left her there that morning broken-hearted

Hear me, boys, now take my advice

To america I'll have yous not be coming

There is nothing here but war

Where the murderin' cannons roar

And I wish, I was at home in dear old dublin

Well, myself and a hundred more, to america sailed over

Our fortunes to be making we were thinkin'

When we got to yankee land, they put guns into our hands

Saying, "paddy, you must go and fight for lincoln"

Hear me, boys, now take my advice

To america I'll have yous not be coming

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 mother's son of yous will get a pension"

Well, in the war I lost me leg and all I've now's a wooden peg

By my soul it is the truth to you I mention

Hear me, boys, now take my advice

To america I'll have yous not be coming

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, God curse americay

For in truth I've had enough of their hard fightin'

Hear me, boys, now take my advice

To america I'll have yous not be coming

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 in dear old dublin