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david kincaid - the irish-american army كلمات أغنية

oh! i’m the boy, from sweet fermoy
you’d hardly find a tighter
at every fair, i’m always there
and been a decent fighter;
but in a row, i can’t tell how
i got a whack that floor’d me
and, strange to tell, when i got well
of fighting nearly cured me
until i heard the south had dared
columbia, dear, to harm ye
then i came o’er and joined the corps
of th’ irish american army!

then hip, hurra! come clear the way
and list to corporal barney_
the ladies’ joy_the soldier boy
of th’ irish american army!

and now enroll’d a soldier bold
the sarvice i delight in;
i larned the trade with general meade
for he was made for fightin’
och had you seen me dressed in green
the green flag flying o’er us
as down broadway we march’d that day
with spirits quite uproarious;
the boys were wild, the girls they smiled
och, ladies, won’t we storm ye
with cupid’s darts besiege your hearts
the boys of the irish army
then hip hurra! come clear the way
and let the girls come near me
to see their joy_the soldier boy
of th’ irish_american army!

i could tell ye the tales about faymales
that after me are comin’:
young nelly gray, ould biddy bray
and lots o’ widdy women;
there’s peggy bawn and nancy dawn
(her mother keeps a diary,)
the widow wright_but she’s a fright
and one_eyed miss o’leary;
but of them all, lean, fat or tall
miss callaghan best warms me;
if she were mine, och wouldn’t i shine
in th’ irish_american army!

then hip hurra! and clear the way
dear girls, i won’t alarm ye;
to fight the foe, your beaux must go
with th’ irish_american_army!

brave corcoran and mulligan
fell ‘neath the rebel sabres
but meagher and shields, on bl__dy fields
revenged their death, be j_pers!
and as we charg’d thro’ trenches gorged
with wounded, dead and dying
a ball came by, and made me lie
but i’d no taste for lying;
for up i got, went at them hot
to see them run would charm ye;
we won the day, for that’s the way
with th’ irish american army!
then hip hurra! and clear the way
no rebel foe can scare me
the ladies’ joy_the soldier boy
of th’ irish_american army!

and then at night, when clos’d the fight
around the camp_fire smoking
each boy in green, with his dudeen
‘midst laughter, song and joking;
oh, had we fought that day, i thought
lov’d erin’s bonds to sever
how sweet the toil on irish soil
to crush her foes for ever!
hark! “news from home … .. the mail has come,”
from private to the colonel
all rush’d to hear the news that cheer
in the’ irish_american journal

then hip hurra! come clear the way
and let the boys come near me
while i diffuse the glorious news
of th’ irish american army!

then let all here give one loud cheer
for erin’s sons distinguished
who in a flood of irish blood
rebellion’s flame extinguished
when comes the hour to fight the power
that tramples irish freedom
columbia, then, will give us men
a grant, too, if we need him?
then raise the cheer, ye despots hear
and surely ’twill alarm ye
for soon you’ll see ould erin free
by th’ irish_american army!
then hip hurra! aye clear the way, we’re coming, saxon, arm ye;
the fight’s begun_it will be won
by th’ irish american army!

- david kincaid

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