[00:00.00]Well it's by the hush, me boys
[00:03.32]and sure that's to hold your noise
[00:06.82]And listen to poor Paddy's sad narration
[00:12.72]I was by hunger pressed,
[00:15.82]and in poverty distressed
[00:19.13]So I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation
[00:25.90]Here's you boys,
[00:28.35]now take my advice
[00:31.40]To America I'll have ye
[00:33.51]it's not be coming
[00:36.89]There is nothing here but war,
[00:39.90]where the murderin' cannons roar
[00:43.43]And I wish I was at home
[00:45.96]in dear old Dublin
[00:49.93]Well I sold me horse and cow,
[00:53.10]me little pigs and sow
[00:56.08]My little plot of land
[00:58.39]I soon did part with
[01:01.43]And me sweetheart Bid McGee,
[01:04.41]I'm afraid I'll never see
[01:07.90]For I left her there that morning
[01:10.15]broken-hearted
[01:14.05]Here's you boys,
[01:16.71]now take my advice
[01:19.47]To America I'll have ye
[01:21.84]it's not be coming
[01:24.84]There is nothing here but war,
[01:27.84]where the murderin' cannons roar
[01:31.00]And I wish I was at home
[01:33.21]in dear old Dublin
[01:48.40]Well meself and a hundred more
[01:51.25]to America sailed o'er
[01:54.44]Our fortunes to be made
[01:56.96]we were thinkin'
[02:00.01]When we got to Yankee land,
[02:02.78]they shoved a gun into our hands
[02:06.00]Saying "Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln"
[02:35.20]General Meagher to us he said,
[02:38.00]if you get shot or lose your leg
[02:41.18]Every murdered soul of youse
[02:43.55]will get a pension
[02:46.83]Well meself I lost me leg,
[02:49.80]they gave me a wooden peg,
[02:53.41]And by God this is the truth to you I mention
[03:00.10]Here's you boys,
[03:03.00]now take my advice
[03:06.77]To America I'll have ye
[03:09.32]it's not be coming
[03:13.00]There is nothing here but war,
[03:16.98]where the murderin' cannons roar
[03:20.46]And I wish I was at home
[03:23.27]in dear old Dublin

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
Here's you boys,
now take my advice
To America I'll have ye
it's not be coming
There is nothing here but war,
where the murderin' cannons roar
And I wish I was at home
in dear old Dublin
Well I sold me horse and cow,
me 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
Here's you boys,
now take my advice
To America I'll have ye
it's not be coming
There is nothing here but war,
where the murderin' 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 thinkin'
When we got to Yankee land,
they shoved a gun into our hands
Saying "Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln"
General Meagher to us he said,
if you get shot or lose your leg
Every murdered soul of youse
will get a pension
Well meself I lost me leg,
they gave me a wooden peg,
And by God this is the truth to you I mention
Here's you boys,
now take my advice
To America I'll have ye
it's not be coming
There is nothing here but war,
where the murderin' cannons roar
And I wish I was at home
in dear old Dublin