Letra
Ver letra con acordes
Irish Soldier Song
[Verse]
I am the bride of Jack O’Grady
The finest man in county leash
It was a month ago last Friday noon
We said our vows before the priest
The sun was shining on the hills of Irish green
He says that some day I will live just like a queen
1861 will be our lucky year
And I think he is sincere
Yes I think he is sincere
[Chorus]
Cuz he’s an Irish sprite with a future bright in the factory he could toil
But to my dismay in a week and a day he’s bound for American soil
In the one hand he’s his passage, in the other he’s a dream
And he looks at me with his heart on fire and his Irish eyes agleam
So won’t you tell me, mother, what’s a shy young bride to do?
When her man sets sail on a western gale and he says, “I’ll send for you”
[Verse]
October 12th my darling Moira
Two lonely weeks upon the sea
The captain says that we are right on time
Soon in America I’ll be
And when I get there with the talent I enjoy
There is no doubt that I’ll be quick to find employ
1861 will be our lucky year
Oh how I wish that you were here
I miss you very much, my dear
[Chorus]
In the hold of a ship it’s a very long trip to the land of Amerikee
And I won’t grow fat ‘less I beat the rats to the hard tack they call feed
And I swear by the waves I’ll scrimp and save and send my loving bride
My fortune if that’s what it takes so she’ll enjoy the ride
Oh you there in the crow’s nest can you still not see the shore?
Cuz I’m wretched and I’m seasick and I cannot take much more
[Verse]
December 1 my darling Moira
I have such good news to report
I’m now a citizen of these United States
And I am living in New York
And very soon if I can save my money well
You will be bidding dear old Ireland farewell
1862 will be our lucky year
I think you’ll like it over here
I miss you very much my dear
[Chorus]
But a man in blue on a morning grey came knocking on my door
And he says young men of fighting age are going off to war
And I have no voice, I have no choice, I do as they command
These are not the United States oh how I hate this land
And just a few short weeks ago my heart was filled with joy
But now I am a soldier not a carefree Irish boy
[Interlude] x2
We fought for dear life in cold harbor one day
Then Gettysburg, Vicksburg, and Chesapeake Bay
Fixing our bayonet’s fighting the smoke
One long last look at the letter you wrote
And it’s hail to old Abraham, brave Ulysses
Death to the rebels and Robert E. Lee
‘Till we all go marching home
[Verse]
April 15 my darling Moira
Compared to most I can’t complain
There’s a little part of me on every battlefield
But all important parts remain
I’m not the carefree Irish boy I used to be
Nor will I ever be again
[Outro]
You could add 100 years to my short 23
And I’d not forget those fallen men
And for that reason I’ll be heading home to you
And dear old Ireland ‘cross the sea
1865 will be our lucky year
When Jack O’Grady leaves this pier
And the union soldier stays right here
I’ll see you very soon my dear
[Verse]
I am the bride of Jack O’Grady
The finest man in county leash
It was a month ago last Friday noon
We said our vows before the priest
The sun was shining on the hills of Irish green
He says that some day I will live just like a queen
1861 will be our lucky year
And I think he is sincere
Yes I think he is sincere
[Chorus]
Cuz he’s an Irish sprite with a future bright in the factory he could toil
But to my dismay in a week and a day he’s bound for American soil
In the one hand he’s his passage, in the other he’s a dream
And he looks at me with his heart on fire and his Irish eyes agleam
So won’t you tell me, mother, what’s a shy young bride to do?
When her man sets sail on a western gale and he says, “I’ll send for you”
[Verse]
October 12th my darling Moira
Two lonely weeks upon the sea
The captain says that we are right on time
Soon in America I’ll be
And when I get there with the talent I enjoy
There is no doubt that I’ll be quick to find employ
1861 will be our lucky year
Oh how I wish that you were here
I miss you very much, my dear
[Chorus]
In the hold of a ship it’s a very long trip to the land of Amerikee
And I won’t grow fat ‘less I beat the rats to the hard tack they call feed
And I swear by the waves I’ll scrimp and save and send my loving bride
My fortune if that’s what it takes so she’ll enjoy the ride
Oh you there in the crow’s nest can you still not see the shore?
Cuz I’m wretched and I’m seasick and I cannot take much more
[Verse]
December 1 my darling Moira
I have such good news to report
I’m now a citizen of these United States
And I am living in New York
And very soon if I can save my money well
You will be bidding dear old Ireland farewell
1862 will be our lucky year
I think you’ll like it over here
I miss you very much my dear
[Chorus]
But a man in blue on a morning grey came knocking on my door
And he says young men of fighting age are going off to war
And I have no voice, I have no choice, I do as they command
These are not the United States oh how I hate this land
And just a few short weeks ago my heart was filled with joy
But now I am a soldier not a carefree Irish boy
[Interlude] x2
We fought for dear life in cold harbor one day
Then Gettysburg, Vicksburg, and Chesapeake Bay
Fixing our bayonet’s fighting the smoke
One long last look at the letter you wrote
And it’s hail to old Abraham, brave Ulysses
Death to the rebels and Robert E. Lee
‘Till we all go marching home
[Verse]
April 15 my darling Moira
Compared to most I can’t complain
There’s a little part of me on every battlefield
But all important parts remain
I’m not the carefree Irish boy I used to be
Nor will I ever be again
[Outro]
You could add 100 years to my short 23
And I’d not forget those fallen men
And for that reason I’ll be heading home to you
And dear old Ireland ‘cross the sea
1865 will be our lucky year
When Jack O’Grady leaves this pier
And the union soldier stays right here
I’ll see you very soon my dear