| Song | Paddy's Lamentation |
| Artist | Tornaod |
| Album | An Douar Hagus An Spéir |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [01:06.863] | Well it’s by the hush, me boys |
| [01:08.580] | And that’s to hold your noise |
| [01:10.647] | And listen to poor Paddy’s sad narration |
| [01:14.797] | I was by hunger stressed |
| [01:16.679] | And in poverty distressed |
| [01:18.939] | So I took a thought I’d leave |
| [01:20.455] | The Irish nation |
| [01:23.247] | Here ye boys |
| [01:25.175] | Now take my advice |
| [01:27.191] | To America I’ll have ye |
| [01:30.110] | Not be coming |
| [01:31.376] | There is nothing here but war |
| [01:33.373] | Where the murderin’ cannons roar |
| [01:35.647] | And I wish I was at home |
| [01:37.207] | In dear old Dublin |
| [01:40.057] | Well I sold me horse and cow |
| [01:41.694] | My little pigs and sow |
| [01:43.878] | My father’s farm of land |
| [01:45.096] | I then departed |
| [01:47.947] | And me sweetheart Bid McGee |
| [01:50.080] | I’m afraid I’ll never see |
| [01:52.088] | For I left her there that morning |
| [01:53.556] | Broken-hearted |
| [01:56.593] | Here ye boys |
| [01:58.379] | Now take my advice |
| [02:00.344] | To America I’ll have ye |
| [02:02.747] | Not be coming |
| [02:04.426] | There is nothing here but war |
| [02:06.623] | Where the murderin’ cannons roar |
| [02:08.645] | And I wish I was at home |
| [02:09.885] | In dear old Dublin |
| [03:12.333] | Well meself and a hundred more |
| [03:14.044] | To America sailed o’er |
| [03:16.220] | Our fortunes to be making |
| [03:17.612] | We were thinkin’ |
| [03:20.146] | When we got to yankee land |
| [03:22.826] | They put guns into our hands |
| [03:24.371] | Saying “Paddy, you must go |
| [03:25.990] | And fight for Lincoln” |
| [03:28.628] | Here ye boys |
| [03:30.692] | Now take my advice |
| [03:32.766] | To America I’ll have ye |
| [03:33.744] | Not be coming |
| [03:37.132] | There is nothing here but war |
| [03:38.837] | Where the murderin’ cannons roar |
| [03:41.130] | And I wish I was at home |
| [03:42.157] | In dear old Dublin |
| [03:45.388] | General Meagher to us he said |
| [03:47.321] | If you get shot or lose your head |
| [03:49.696] | Every mother’s son of youse |
| [03:50.570] | Will get a pension |
| [03:53.763] | Well in the war I lost me leg |
| [03:55.413] | And all I’ve now’s a wooden peg |
| [03:58.261] | And by soul it is the truth |
| [03:59.399] | To you I mention |
| [04:01.922] | Here ye boys |
| [04:04.020] | Now take my advice |
| [04:05.944] | To America I’ll have ye |
| [04:07.271] | Not be coming |
| [04:09.960] | There is nothing here but war |
| [04:11.929] | Where the murderin’ cannons roar |
| [04:14.352] | And I wish I was at home |
| [04:15.278] | In dear old Dublin |
| [04:20.413] | Here ye boys |
| [04:21.953] | Now take my advice |
| [04:24.754] | To America I’ll have ye |
| [04:26.980] | Not be going |
| [04:30.073] | There is nothing here but war |
| [04:32.537] | Where the murderin’ cannons roar |
| [04:35.687] | And I wish I was at home |
| [04:37.127] | In dear old Dublin |
| [01:06.863] | Well it' s by the hush, me boys |
| [01:08.580] | And that' s to hold your noise |
| [01:10.647] | And listen to poor Paddy' s sad narration |
| [01:14.797] | I was by hunger stressed |
| [01:16.679] | And in poverty distressed |
| [01:18.939] | So I took a thought I' d leave |
| [01:20.455] | The Irish nation |
| [01:23.247] | Here ye boys |
| [01:25.175] | Now take my advice |
| [01:27.191] | To America I' ll have ye |
| [01:30.110] | Not be coming |
| [01:31.376] | There is nothing here but war |
| [01:33.373] | Where the murderin' cannons roar |
| [01:35.647] | And I wish I was at home |
| [01:37.207] | In dear old Dublin |
| [01:40.057] | Well I sold me horse and cow |
| [01:41.694] | My little pigs and sow |
| [01:43.878] | My father' s farm of land |
| [01:45.096] | I then departed |
| [01:47.947] | And me sweetheart Bid McGee |
| [01:50.080] | I' m afraid I' ll never see |
| [01:52.088] | For I left her there that morning |
| [01:53.556] | Brokenhearted |
| [01:56.593] | Here ye boys |
| [01:58.379] | Now take my advice |
| [02:00.344] | To America I' ll have ye |
| [02:02.747] | Not be coming |
| [02:04.426] | There is nothing here but war |
| [02:06.623] | Where the murderin' cannons roar |
| [02:08.645] | And I wish I was at home |
| [02:09.885] | In dear old Dublin |
| [03:12.333] | Well meself and a hundred more |
| [03:14.044] | To America sailed o' er |
| [03:16.220] | Our fortunes to be making |
| [03:17.612] | We were thinkin' |
| [03:20.146] | When we got to yankee land |
| [03:22.826] | They put guns into our hands |
| [03:24.371] | Saying " Paddy, you must go |
| [03:25.990] | And fight for Lincoln" |
| [03:28.628] | Here ye boys |
| [03:30.692] | Now take my advice |
| [03:32.766] | To America I' ll have ye |
| [03:33.744] | Not be coming |
| [03:37.132] | There is nothing here but war |
| [03:38.837] | Where the murderin' cannons roar |
| [03:41.130] | And I wish I was at home |
| [03:42.157] | In dear old Dublin |
| [03:45.388] | General Meagher to us he said |
| [03:47.321] | If you get shot or lose your head |
| [03:49.696] | Every mother' s son of youse |
| [03:50.570] | Will get a pension |
| [03:53.763] | Well in the war I lost me leg |
| [03:55.413] | And all I' ve now' s a wooden peg |
| [03:58.261] | And by soul it is the truth |
| [03:59.399] | To you I mention |
| [04:01.922] | Here ye boys |
| [04:04.020] | Now take my advice |
| [04:05.944] | To America I' ll have ye |
| [04:07.271] | Not be coming |
| [04:09.960] | There is nothing here but war |
| [04:11.929] | Where the murderin' cannons roar |
| [04:14.352] | And I wish I was at home |
| [04:15.278] | In dear old Dublin |
| [04:20.413] | Here ye boys |
| [04:21.953] | Now take my advice |
| [04:24.754] | To America I' ll have ye |
| [04:26.980] | Not be going |
| [04:30.073] | There is nothing here but war |
| [04:32.537] | Where the murderin' cannons roar |
| [04:35.687] | And I wish I was at home |
| [04:37.127] | In dear old Dublin |
| [01:06.863] | Well it' s by the hush, me boys |
| [01:08.580] | And that' s to hold your noise |
| [01:10.647] | And listen to poor Paddy' s sad narration |
| [01:14.797] | I was by hunger stressed |
| [01:16.679] | And in poverty distressed |
| [01:18.939] | So I took a thought I' d leave |
| [01:20.455] | The Irish nation |
| [01:23.247] | Here ye boys |
| [01:25.175] | Now take my advice |
| [01:27.191] | To America I' ll have ye |
| [01:30.110] | Not be coming |
| [01:31.376] | There is nothing here but war |
| [01:33.373] | Where the murderin' cannons roar |
| [01:35.647] | And I wish I was at home |
| [01:37.207] | In dear old Dublin |
| [01:40.057] | Well I sold me horse and cow |
| [01:41.694] | My little pigs and sow |
| [01:43.878] | My father' s farm of land |
| [01:45.096] | I then departed |
| [01:47.947] | And me sweetheart Bid McGee |
| [01:50.080] | I' m afraid I' ll never see |
| [01:52.088] | For I left her there that morning |
| [01:53.556] | Brokenhearted |
| [01:56.593] | Here ye boys |
| [01:58.379] | Now take my advice |
| [02:00.344] | To America I' ll have ye |
| [02:02.747] | Not be coming |
| [02:04.426] | There is nothing here but war |
| [02:06.623] | Where the murderin' cannons roar |
| [02:08.645] | And I wish I was at home |
| [02:09.885] | In dear old Dublin |
| [03:12.333] | Well meself and a hundred more |
| [03:14.044] | To America sailed o' er |
| [03:16.220] | Our fortunes to be making |
| [03:17.612] | We were thinkin' |
| [03:20.146] | When we got to yankee land |
| [03:22.826] | They put guns into our hands |
| [03:24.371] | Saying " Paddy, you must go |
| [03:25.990] | And fight for Lincoln" |
| [03:28.628] | Here ye boys |
| [03:30.692] | Now take my advice |
| [03:32.766] | To America I' ll have ye |
| [03:33.744] | Not be coming |
| [03:37.132] | There is nothing here but war |
| [03:38.837] | Where the murderin' cannons roar |
| [03:41.130] | And I wish I was at home |
| [03:42.157] | In dear old Dublin |
| [03:45.388] | General Meagher to us he said |
| [03:47.321] | If you get shot or lose your head |
| [03:49.696] | Every mother' s son of youse |
| [03:50.570] | Will get a pension |
| [03:53.763] | Well in the war I lost me leg |
| [03:55.413] | And all I' ve now' s a wooden peg |
| [03:58.261] | And by soul it is the truth |
| [03:59.399] | To you I mention |
| [04:01.922] | Here ye boys |
| [04:04.020] | Now take my advice |
| [04:05.944] | To America I' ll have ye |
| [04:07.271] | Not be coming |
| [04:09.960] | There is nothing here but war |
| [04:11.929] | Where the murderin' cannons roar |
| [04:14.352] | And I wish I was at home |
| [04:15.278] | In dear old Dublin |
| [04:20.413] | Here ye boys |
| [04:21.953] | Now take my advice |
| [04:24.754] | To America I' ll have ye |
| [04:26.980] | Not be going |
| [04:30.073] | There is nothing here but war |
| [04:32.537] | Where the murderin' cannons roar |
| [04:35.687] | And I wish I was at home |
| [04:37.127] | In dear old Dublin |