Paddy's Lamentation

Melody -

1. Well it's by the hush, me boys,
And sure that's to hold your noise
And listen to poor Paddy's sad narration
I was by hunger pressed,
And in poverty distressed
So I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation.


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Here's you boys,
Now take my advice
To America I'll have ye's 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.

2. 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,
I'm afraid I'll never see
For I left her there that morning broken-hearted.
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  3. Well meself and a hundred more,
To America sailed o'er
Our fortunes to be made we were thinkin'
When we got to Yankee land,
They shoved a gun into our hands
Saying "Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln."
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4. General Meagher to us he said,
If you get shot or lose your head
Every murdered soul 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.
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5. Well I think meself in luck,
If I get fed on Indian buck
And old Ireland is the country I delight in
With the devil, I do say,
It's curse Americay
For I think I've had enough of your hard fightin'.
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