by the hush - andy m. stewart lyrics
by the hush
it’s by the hush, me boys
i’m sure that’s to hold your noise,
and listen to poor paddy’s narration.
for i was by hunger pressed,
and in poverty distressed,
and i took a thought i’d leave the irish nation.
cho: so, here’s you boys,
do take my advice;
to americay i’d have youse not be farin’
for there’s nothing here but war,
where the murdering cannons roar,
and i wish i was at home in dear old erin.
i sold me horse and plough,
me little pigs and cow,
and me little farm of land and i parted.
and me sweetheart, biddy mcghee,
i’m sure i’ll never see,
for i left her there that morning, broken hearted.
cho:
meself, and a hundred more,
to america sailed o’er,
our fortune to be making, we was thinking;
but when we landed in yankee land,
they shoved a gun into our hand,
saying,” paddy, you must go and fight for lincoln. ”
cho:
general mahar (meagher) to us said,
“if you get shot or lose your head,
every murdered soul of you will get a pension.”
well, in the war i lost me leg
all i’ve now is a wooden peg;
i tell you, ’tis the truth to you i’ll mention.
cho:
now i think meself in luck
to be fed upon indian buck
in old ireland, the country i delight in;
and with the devil i do say,
“curse americay, ”
for i’m sure i’ve had enough on their hard fighting
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