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frank harte - by the hush lyrics

[verse 1]
by the hush, me boys, and that’s to make no noise
and listen to poor paddy’s sad narration
for i was by hunger pressed, and in poverty distressed
so i took a thought to leave this irish nation

[chorus]
here’s you boys, do take my advice
to americay i’d have ye’s not be comin’
there is nothin’ here but war, where the murderin’ cannons roar
and i wish i was at home in dear old erin

[verse 3]
so i sold my horse and plough, my little pig and cow
my father’s farm of land and then i parted
with my sweetheart bid mcgee, whom i’m afraid i’ll ne’er more see
for i left her thеre in ireland broken+hеarted

[verse 4]
then myself and a hundred more, to america sailed o’er
our fortunes to to be makin’ we were thinkin’
when we landed in yankee land, they stuck a gun into our hand
saying, “paddy, you must go and fight for lincoln.”
[chorus]
here’s you boys, do take my advice
to americay i’d have ye’s not be comin’
there is nothin’ here but war, where the murderin’ cannons roar
and i wish i was at home in dear old erin

[verse 5]
general meagher to us said, “if you get shot or lose your head
every mother’s son of you will get a pension”
now in the war i lost me leg, all i’ve now is a wooden peg
by my soul it is the truth to you i’ll mention

[verse 6]
now i think myself in luck, to be fed on indian buck
in old ireland the country i delight in
and to the devil, i would say, god’s curse on americay
for in truth, i’ve had enough of their hard fightin’

- frank harte lyrics

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