Paddy's lamentation

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.

Here's you boys now take my advice,
To America I'll have yous not be coming.
There is nothing here but war
Where the murdering cannons roar.
And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin.

Well I sold my horse and cow, my little pig and sow
My little plog of land I soon did part with.
And my sweetheart Bid McGee I'm  afraid I'll never see
For I left her there that morning broken hearted.

Here's.....

Well meself and a hundred more to America sailed over
Our fortunes to be made we were thinking.
When we got to Yankeeland they shoved a gun into our hand
Saying "Paddy, you must go an fight for Lincoln."

Here's...
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General Meagher to us he said "If you get shot or lose your head
Every murdered man of you will get a pension"
Well meself I lost me leg, they gave me a wooden peg
And be Got this is the truth to you I mention.

Here's....

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 fighting.

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