Henrik Norbeck's Song Lyrics

Paddy's Lamentation

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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 Americay 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.

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Well, I sold me horse 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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Well, meself and a hundred more, to Americay sailed o'er
Our fortunes to be made we were thinkin'
When we got to Yankee land, they shoved a gun into our hands
Sayin': "Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln."

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General Meagher to us he said, if you get shot or lose your leg
Every single one of yous will get a pension.
Well, myself 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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Now I think myself in luck if I get fed on Indian buck,
and old Ireland, is the country I delight in.
And the Devil I do say, it's curse Americay,
For I think I've had enough of your hard fightin'.

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