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Paddy’s Lamentation
Oh it’s by the hush, me boys, and sure that’s to hold your noise
And listen to poor Paddy’s lamentation
Oh, I was by hunger pressed, and in poverty distressed
So I took a thought I’d leave the Irish nation
And listen to poor Paddy’s lamentation
Oh, I was by hunger pressed, 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 little plot of land and I were parted
And me sweetheart Britt McGee I’m afraid I’ll never see
For I left her there that morning broken-hearted
My little plot of land and I were parted
And me sweetheart Britt McGee I’m afraid I’ll never see
For I left her there that morning broken-hearted
Oh here’s you boys, now take my advice
To America I’ll have you’s 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
To America I’ll have you’s 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 meself and a hundred more to America sailed o’er
Our fortunes 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“
Our fortunes 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“
Well I thought myself in luck, to be fed on Indian buck
And old Ireland the place that I delight in
But with the devil I do say “curse Americay”
For I am sick and tired of this hard fighting
And old Ireland the place that I delight in
But with the devil I do say “curse Americay”
For I am sick and tired of this hard fighting
Oh here’s you boys, now take my advice
To America I’ll have you’s 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
Yes, I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
To America I’ll have you’s 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
Yes, I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Linda Thompson / Adam Teddy Thompson
Paddy’s Lamentation lyrics © Chrysalis Music, 1830 Music
The song is a lament of an Irish immigrant to the USA at the time of the American Civil War. Famine and shortages at home and war in America. The story is shared by many of the Irish who came to the US in that time. President Abraham Lincoln and GeneralThomas Francis Meagher of the Irish Brigade are both referenced in the song.
Padre
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Thanks for joining in Padre. This is a very interesting song and I found a video to listen to.
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