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Well it’s by the hush, me boys |
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And that’s to hold your noise |
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And listen to poor Paddy’s sad narration |
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I was by hunger stressed |
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And in poverty distressed |
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So I took a thought I’d leave |
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The Irish nation |
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Here ye boys |
| [01:25.175] |
Now take my advice |
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To America I’ll have ye |
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Not be coming |
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There is nothing here but war |
| [01:33.373] |
Where the murderin’ cannons roar |
| [01:35.647] |
And I wish I was at home |
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In dear old Dublin |
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Well I sold me horse and cow |
| [01:41.694] |
My little pigs and sow |
| [01:43.878] |
My father’s farm of land |
| [01:45.096] |
I then departed |
| [01:47.947] |
And me sweetheart Bid McGee |
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I’m afraid I’ll never see |
| [01:52.088] |
For I left her there that morning |
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Broken-hearted |
| [01:56.593] |
Here ye boys |
| [01:58.379] |
Now take my advice |
| [02:00.344] |
To America I’ll have ye |
| [02:02.747] |
Not be coming |
| [02:04.426] |
There is nothing here but war |
| [02:06.623] |
Where the murderin’ cannons roar |
| [02:08.645] |
And I wish I was at home |
| [02:09.885] |
In dear old Dublin |
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Well meself and a hundred more |
| [03:14.044] |
To America sailed o’er |
| [03:16.220] |
Our fortunes to be making |
| [03:17.612] |
We were thinkin’ |
| [03:20.146] |
When we got to yankee land |
| [03:22.826] |
They put guns into our hands |
| [03:24.371] |
Saying “Paddy, you must go |
| [03:25.990] |
And fight for Lincoln” |
| [03:28.628] |
Here ye boys |
| [03:30.692] |
Now take my advice |
| [03:32.766] |
To America I’ll have ye |
| [03:33.744] |
Not be coming |
| [03:37.132] |
There is nothing here but war |
| [03:38.837] |
Where the murderin’ cannons roar |
| [03:41.130] |
And I wish I was at home |
| [03:42.157] |
In dear old Dublin |
| [03:45.388] |
General Meagher to us he said |
| [03:47.321] |
If you get shot or lose your head |
| [03:49.696] |
Every mother’s son of youse |
| [03:50.570] |
Will get a pension |
| [03:53.763] |
Well in the war I lost me leg |
| [03:55.413] |
And all I’ve now’s a wooden peg |
| [03:58.261] |
And by soul it is the truth |
| [03:59.399] |
To you I mention |
| [04:01.922] |
Here ye boys |
| [04:04.020] |
Now take my advice |
| [04:05.944] |
To America I’ll have ye |
| [04:07.271] |
Not be coming |
| [04:09.960] |
There is nothing here but war |
| [04:11.929] |
Where the murderin’ cannons roar |
| [04:14.352] |
And I wish I was at home |
| [04:15.278] |
In dear old Dublin |
| [04:20.413] |
Here ye boys |
| [04:21.953] |
Now take my advice |
| [04:24.754] |
To America I’ll have ye |
| [04:26.980] |
Not be going |
| [04:30.073] |
There is nothing here but war |
| [04:32.537] |
Where the murderin’ cannons roar |
| [04:35.687] |
And I wish I was at home |
| [04:37.127] |
In dear old Dublin |
