[00:00.00]Paddy's Lament [00:03.02]Sinead O'Connor [00:05.07]BY D.V. [00:05.96]Well it's by the hush, me boys [00:11.15]And sure that's to hold your noise [00:17.12]And listen to poor Paddy's sad narration [00:28.79]I was by hunger stressed [00:34.03]And in poverty distressed [00:40.74]So I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation [00:54.09]Well I sold me horse and cow [00:57.61]My little pigs and sow [01:02.18]My fanther's farm land I did apart it [01:09.87]And me sweetheart Bid McGee [01:12.89]I'm afraid I'll never see [01:17.16]For I left her there that morning broken-hearted [01:25.36]Here's you boys [01:29.10]Now take my advice [01:32.43]To America I'll have ye's not be coming [01:40.06]There is nothing here but war [01:43.33]Where the murderin' cannons roar [01:47.59]And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin [01:55.39]Well myself and a hundred more [01:58.57]To America sailed o'er [02:03.01]Our fortunes to be making we were thinkin' [02:10.51]When we got to Yankee land [02:14.00]They put guns into our hands [02:18.10]Saying "Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln" [02:26.24]Here's you boys [02:29.95]Now take my advice [02:33.44]To America I'll have ye's not be going [02:40.78]There is nothing here but war [02:44.22]Where the murderin' cannons roar [02:48.60]And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin [02:59.74]General Meagher to us he said [03:03.24]If you get shot or lose your head [03:07.99]Every murdered soul of youse will get a pension [03:15.17]Well in the war lost me leg [03:18.49]They gave me a wooden peg [03:22.83]And by soul it is the truth to you I mention [03:31.23]Here's you boys [03:34.77]Now take my advice [03:38.27]To America I'll have ye's not be going [03:45.64]There is nothing here but war [03:48.99]Where the murderin' cannons roar [03:53.87]And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin [04:05.19]Well I think myself in luck [04:07.99]If I get fed on Indianbuck [04:12.34]And old Ireland is the country I delight in [04:20.11]To the devil, I would say [04:23.35]God curse Americay [04:27.64]For the truth I've had enough of their hard fightin [04:35.88]Here's you boys [04:39.48]Now take my advice [04:43.09]To America I'll have ye's not be going [04:50.33]There is nothing here but war [04:53.84]Where the murderin' cannons roar [04:58.11]And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin [05:06.34]I wish I was at home [05:09.99]I wish I was at home [05:13.77]I wish I was at home [05:17.14]In dear old Dublin