Letra
Ver letra con acordes
[Intro]
[Verse]
Well, it s by the hush, me boys
And sure, that s to hold your noise
And listen to poor Paddy s lamentation
Oh, I was by hunger pressed
And in poverty distressed
So I took a thought, I d leave me Irish nation
[Verse]
Well, I sold me horse and cow
Me little pigs and sow
Me little plot of land and I, we parted
And me sweetheart Brid McGee
I m afraid I ll never see
For I left her there that morning, broken-hearted
[Chorus]
Oh, here s you boys, now take my advice
To America I ll have you 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
[Instrumental]
[Verse]
Well, meself and a hundred more
To America sailed o er
Our fortunes to be made, we were thinkin
But when we got to Yankee land
They shoved a gun into our hands
Saying,
[Verse]
Well, it s by the hush, me boys
And sure, that s to hold your noise
And listen to poor Paddy s lamentation
Oh, I was by hunger pressed
And in poverty distressed
So I took a thought, I d leave me Irish nation
[Verse]
Well, I sold me horse and cow
Me little pigs and sow
Me little plot of land and I, we parted
And me sweetheart Brid McGee
I m afraid I ll never see
For I left her there that morning, broken-hearted
[Chorus]
Oh, here s you boys, now take my advice
To America I ll have you 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
[Instrumental]
[Verse]
Well, meself and a hundred more
To America sailed o er
Our fortunes to be made, we were thinkin
But when we got to Yankee land
They shoved a gun into our hands
Saying,