Paddy's Lamentation/Ships Are Sailing

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