Well it`s by the hush, me boys, and sure that`s to MIND your noise
And listen to poor Paddy`s sad narration
I was by hunger stressed, and in poverty distressed
So I took a thought I`d leave the Irish nation
Well I sold me horse and cow, my little pigs and sow
My FATHER`S FARM 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`s not be going
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin` cannons roar
And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
Well myself and a hundred more, to America sailed o`er
Our fortunes to be making we were thinkin`
When we got to Yankee land, they put guns into our hands
SAYING "Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln"
Here`s you boys, now take my advice
To America I`ll have YOUSE not be going
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin` cannons roar
And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
General Meagher to us he said, if you get shot or lose your Head
Every MOTHER`S SON of youse will get a pension
Well in the war I lost me leg, AND ALL I`VE NOW`S a wooden peg
And by soul it is the truth to you I mention
Here`s you boys, now take my advice
To America I`ll have YOUSE not be going
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin` cannons roar
And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
Well I think myself in luck, if I get fed on Indianbuck
And old Ireland is the country I delight in
To the devil, I would say, God curse Americay
For the truth I`ve had enough of your hard fightin
Here`s you boys, now take my advice
To America I`ll have YOUSE not be going
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin` cannons roar
And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
I wish I was at home
I wish I was at home
I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
