Strophe:
h(a) A(G) f#(e)
Well it4s by the hush me boys and sure that4s to hold your noise,
h(a)
And listen to poor Paddy4s sad narration,
D(C) A(G) f#(e)
Well I was by hunger pressed and in poverty distressed,
G(F) A(G) h(a)
So I4d took a thought I4d leave the Irish nation.
Refrain:
h(a) D(C) A(G)
Here4s to you boys now take me advice,
h(a)
To America I4ll have you not be coming,
D(C)
There is nothing here but war
A(G) f#(e)
Where the murdering cannons roar,
G(F) A(G) h(a)
And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin.
Strophe:
Well I sold me horse and cow, me little pigs and sow,
Me little plot of land I sold to part with,
And my sweetheart Bid McGee I4m afraid I4ll never see,
For I left her there that morning broken-hearted.
Refrain:
Strophe:
Well meself and a hundred more to America sailed o4er,
Our fortune to be made we were thinking,
When we got to Yankee-Land they shoved a gun into our hands
Saying Paddy you must go and fight for Lincoln.
Refrain:
Strophe:
General Meaghar to us he said If you get shot or lose your head,
Each murdering son of youse will get a pension.
Well meself I lost me leg, they gave me a wooden peg,
And by God this is the truth to you I mention.
Refrain:
Strophe:
When I think meself in luck I get fed on Indian buck,
And Ireland is the country I delight in.
With the devil I did say it4s curse Americay,
For I think I4ve had enough of your hard fighting.
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