Pat Murphy of Meagher's Brigade Lyrics
| Song | Pat Murphy of Meagher's Brigade |
| Artist | David Kincaid |
| Album | The Irish Volunteer |
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| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Anonymous Unknown |
| [00:16.526] | 'Twas the night before battle and gathered in groups |
| [00:20.492] | The soldiers lay close at their quarters |
| [00:24.508] | They were thinking no doubt of the dear ones at home |
| [00:28.482] | Of mothers, wives, sisters, and daughters |
| [00:32.539] | With his pipe in his mouth sat a dashing young blade |
| [00:36.360] | And a song he was lilting quite gaily |
| [00:40.418] | It was honest Pat Murphy of Meagher's Brigade |
| [00:44.385] | And he sang of the sprig of shillelagh |
| [00:52.383] | Och murder, says Pat, it's a shame for to see |
| [00:56.255] | Brothers fighting in such a queer manner |
| [01:00.225] | But I'll fight till I die, if I shouldn't be kilt |
| [01:04.182] | For America's bright starry banner |
| [01:08.470] | Now if it was only John Bull to the forе |
| [01:12.243] | I'd rush into battle quite gaily |
| [01:16.332] | For the spalpeen I'd rap with a hеart and a half |
| [01:20.108] | With my elegant sprig of shillelagh |
| [01:32.147] | Jeff Davis, you thief, if I had you but here |
| [01:35.978] | Your beautiful plans I'd be ruinin' |
| [01:39.850] | Faith, I'd give you a taste of my bayonet, bedad |
| [01:44.091] | For trying to burst up the Union |
| [01:47.923] | There's a crowd in the North too, and they're just as bad |
| [01:52.059] | Abolitionist spouters so scaly |
| [01:56.205] | For troubling the Negros I think they deserve |
| [01:59.980] | A whack from a sprig of shillelagh |
| [02:08.206] | The morning soon came and poor Paddy awoke |
| [02:11.946] | On the Rebels to have satisfaction |
| [02:15.857] | And the drummers were beating the Devil's tattoo |
| [02:19.860] | Calling the boys into action |
| [02:23.872] | Then the Irish Brigade in the battle was seen |
| [02:27.793] | Their blood in our cause shedding freely |
| [02:31.753] | With their bayonet charges they rushed on the foe |
| [02:35.751] | With a shout for the land of Shillelagh |
| [03:14.491] | The battle was over, the dead lay in heaps |
| [03:18.509] | Pat Murphy lay bleedin' and gory |
| [03:22.385] | A hole through his head from a rifleman's shot |
| [03:26.544] | Had finished his passion for glory |
| [03:30.435] | No more in the camp shall his laughter be heard |
| [03:34.271] | Nor his voice singing ditties so gaily |
| [03:38.597] | Like a hero he died for the Land of the Free |
| [03:42.367] | Far away from the land of Shillelagh |
| [03:46.625] | Then surely Columbia can never forget |
| [03:50.300] | While valor and fame hold communion |
| [03:54.164] | How nobly the brave Irish Volunteers fought |
| [03:58.270] | In defense of the flag of our Union |
| [04:02.181] | If ever Old Ireland for freedom should strike |
| [04:06.128] | We'll a helping hand offer quite freely |
| [04:10.140] | And the Stars and the Stripes shall be seen alongside |
| [04:14.114] | Of the flag of the land of Shillelagh |
| [04:18.633] | It was honest Pat Murphy of Meagher's Brigade |
| [04:22.224] | And he sang of the sprig of shillelagh |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Anonymous Unknown |
| [00:16.526] | ' Twas the night before battle and gathered in groups |
| [00:20.492] | The soldiers lay close at their quarters |
| [00:24.508] | They were thinking no doubt of the dear ones at home |
| [00:28.482] | Of mothers, wives, sisters, and daughters |
| [00:32.539] | With his pipe in his mouth sat a dashing young blade |
| [00:36.360] | And a song he was lilting quite gaily |
| [00:40.418] | It was honest Pat Murphy of Meagher' s Brigade |
| [00:44.385] | And he sang of the sprig of shillelagh |
| [00:52.383] | Och murder, says Pat, it' s a shame for to see |
| [00:56.255] | Brothers fighting in such a queer manner |
| [01:00.225] | But I' ll fight till I die, if I shouldn' t be kilt |
| [01:04.182] | For America' s bright starry banner |
| [01:08.470] | Now if it was only John Bull to the for |
| [01:12.243] | I' d rush into battle quite gaily |
| [01:16.332] | For the spalpeen I' d rap with a h art and a half |
| [01:20.108] | With my elegant sprig of shillelagh |
| [01:32.147] | Jeff Davis, you thief, if I had you but here |
| [01:35.978] | Your beautiful plans I' d be ruinin' |
| [01:39.850] | Faith, I' d give you a taste of my bayonet, bedad |
| [01:44.091] | For trying to burst up the Union |
| [01:47.923] | There' s a crowd in the North too, and they' re just as bad |
| [01:52.059] | Abolitionist spouters so scaly |
| [01:56.205] | For troubling the Negros I think they deserve |
| [01:59.980] | A whack from a sprig of shillelagh |
| [02:08.206] | The morning soon came and poor Paddy awoke |
| [02:11.946] | On the Rebels to have satisfaction |
| [02:15.857] | And the drummers were beating the Devil' s tattoo |
| [02:19.860] | Calling the boys into action |
| [02:23.872] | Then the Irish Brigade in the battle was seen |
| [02:27.793] | Their blood in our cause shedding freely |
| [02:31.753] | With their bayonet charges they rushed on the foe |
| [02:35.751] | With a shout for the land of Shillelagh |
| [03:14.491] | The battle was over, the dead lay in heaps |
| [03:18.509] | Pat Murphy lay bleedin' and gory |
| [03:22.385] | A hole through his head from a rifleman' s shot |
| [03:26.544] | Had finished his passion for glory |
| [03:30.435] | No more in the camp shall his laughter be heard |
| [03:34.271] | Nor his voice singing ditties so gaily |
| [03:38.597] | Like a hero he died for the Land of the Free |
| [03:42.367] | Far away from the land of Shillelagh |
| [03:46.625] | Then surely Columbia can never forget |
| [03:50.300] | While valor and fame hold communion |
| [03:54.164] | How nobly the brave Irish Volunteers fought |
| [03:58.270] | In defense of the flag of our Union |
| [04:02.181] | If ever Old Ireland for freedom should strike |
| [04:06.128] | We' ll a helping hand offer quite freely |
| [04:10.140] | And the Stars and the Stripes shall be seen alongside |
| [04:14.114] | Of the flag of the land of Shillelagh |
| [04:18.633] | It was honest Pat Murphy of Meagher' s Brigade |
| [04:22.224] | And he sang of the sprig of shillelagh |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Anonymous Unknown |
| [00:16.526] | ' Twas the night before battle and gathered in groups |
| [00:20.492] | The soldiers lay close at their quarters |
| [00:24.508] | They were thinking no doubt of the dear ones at home |
| [00:28.482] | Of mothers, wives, sisters, and daughters |
| [00:32.539] | With his pipe in his mouth sat a dashing young blade |
| [00:36.360] | And a song he was lilting quite gaily |
| [00:40.418] | It was honest Pat Murphy of Meagher' s Brigade |
| [00:44.385] | And he sang of the sprig of shillelagh |
| [00:52.383] | Och murder, says Pat, it' s a shame for to see |
| [00:56.255] | Brothers fighting in such a queer manner |
| [01:00.225] | But I' ll fight till I die, if I shouldn' t be kilt |
| [01:04.182] | For America' s bright starry banner |
| [01:08.470] | Now if it was only John Bull to the for |
| [01:12.243] | I' d rush into battle quite gaily |
| [01:16.332] | For the spalpeen I' d rap with a h art and a half |
| [01:20.108] | With my elegant sprig of shillelagh |
| [01:32.147] | Jeff Davis, you thief, if I had you but here |
| [01:35.978] | Your beautiful plans I' d be ruinin' |
| [01:39.850] | Faith, I' d give you a taste of my bayonet, bedad |
| [01:44.091] | For trying to burst up the Union |
| [01:47.923] | There' s a crowd in the North too, and they' re just as bad |
| [01:52.059] | Abolitionist spouters so scaly |
| [01:56.205] | For troubling the Negros I think they deserve |
| [01:59.980] | A whack from a sprig of shillelagh |
| [02:08.206] | The morning soon came and poor Paddy awoke |
| [02:11.946] | On the Rebels to have satisfaction |
| [02:15.857] | And the drummers were beating the Devil' s tattoo |
| [02:19.860] | Calling the boys into action |
| [02:23.872] | Then the Irish Brigade in the battle was seen |
| [02:27.793] | Their blood in our cause shedding freely |
| [02:31.753] | With their bayonet charges they rushed on the foe |
| [02:35.751] | With a shout for the land of Shillelagh |
| [03:14.491] | The battle was over, the dead lay in heaps |
| [03:18.509] | Pat Murphy lay bleedin' and gory |
| [03:22.385] | A hole through his head from a rifleman' s shot |
| [03:26.544] | Had finished his passion for glory |
| [03:30.435] | No more in the camp shall his laughter be heard |
| [03:34.271] | Nor his voice singing ditties so gaily |
| [03:38.597] | Like a hero he died for the Land of the Free |
| [03:42.367] | Far away from the land of Shillelagh |
| [03:46.625] | Then surely Columbia can never forget |
| [03:50.300] | While valor and fame hold communion |
| [03:54.164] | How nobly the brave Irish Volunteers fought |
| [03:58.270] | In defense of the flag of our Union |
| [04:02.181] | If ever Old Ireland for freedom should strike |
| [04:06.128] | We' ll a helping hand offer quite freely |
| [04:10.140] | And the Stars and the Stripes shall be seen alongside |
| [04:14.114] | Of the flag of the land of Shillelagh |
| [04:18.633] | It was honest Pat Murphy of Meagher' s Brigade |
| [04:22.224] | And he sang of the sprig of shillelagh |
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