[00:00.477] All you young men I pray draw near now.
[00:05.542] Give an ear to the words I am goin' to say.
[00:09.414] I'm goin' to tell you that the people of Ireland are emigratin' to Americay.
[00:17.590] Yes indeed, they are emigratin'.
[00:22.342] This poor country they can't stand.
[00:25.628] Put their foot on board of a ship and they're sailing off to the Yankee land.
[00:33.709] The night before they were due for leaving.
[00:37.973] All the neighbours in their house do throng.
[00:41.537] For to take their farewell glass and otherwise to sing a song.
[00:49.085] They danced all night till early morning.
[00:53.919] Each man cutting all around the floor.
[00:57.509] Mother she comes in, says, weeping, "See our children to the door."
[01:05.419] Hurrah for the gallant sons of Erin!
[01:09.981] This poor country they can't stand.
[01:13.597] Put their foot on board of a ship while they're sailin' off to the Yankee land.
[01:21.387] Father he looks around the cabin.
[01:26.076] He sees that he is all alone.
[01:29.811] Surely his poor heart is breaking.
[01:32.583] His salt tears would melt the stone.
[01:37.981] The other day as I went to walking.
[01:42.389] Down the road I chanced to go.
[01:46.062] I saw a crowd to me approaching it surely filled my heart with woe.
[01:54.054] I saw the carriages and coaches moving onward forward to the train.
[02:02.540] And their handkerchiefs were waving bidding goodbye to Granuaile
[02:10.249] Hurrah for the gallant sons of Erin!
[02:14.390] This poor country they can't stand.
[02:17.900] Put their foot on board of a ship while they're sailin' off to the Yankee land.
[02:56.438] When they get to New York harbour.
[03:00.892] Friends will meet them with good cheer.
[03:04.491] "How is old Ireland and how is she doin' and how is she comin' on this year?"
[03:11.249] Ohh she's the most distressed and cursed nation.
[03:16.341] In this world that e'er was seen.
[03:19.824] All they're good for is process-servin' in this little isle of green.
[03:27.653] Hurrah for the gallant sons of Erin!
[03:31.679] This poor country they can't stand.
[03:37.281] Put their foot on board of a ship while they're sailin' off to the Yankee land.
[03:42.997] Hurrah for the gallant sons of Erin!
[03:46.972] This poor country they can't stand.
[03:50.752] Put their foot on board of a ship while they're sailin' off to the Yankee land.