X:35
T:Paddy's Lamentation
R:
song
D:Paul Brady
Z:id:hn-song-35
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F2 G2 | A3 A _B2 G2 | A4 A2 F2 | G3 A G2 E2 | C6
C2 | D D3 ^F2 G2 | A d3 d2 e2 | (d4-dcAG) | A4
(F2G2) | A2 A2 _B2 G2 | A4 A2 F2 | G2 A2 G2 E2 | C4
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F2 G2 | A A3 _B2 G2 | A4 A2 F2 | G2 A2 G E3 | C4
D2 E2 | F F3 E2 D2 | E2 A2 (A2{BA}) G2 | E D7- | D4 ||
W:Well it's by the hush me boys, and sure that's to hold your noise
W:and listen to poor Paddy's sad narration.
W:I was by hunger pressed, and in poverty distressed,
W:So I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation.
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W:Chorus:
W:Here's you boys, now take my advice
W:to Americay I'll have yous not be coming
W:there is nothing here but war, where the murdering cannons roar,
W:and I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin.
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W:Chorus
W:
W:Well, I sold me horse and cow, my little pigs and sow
W:My little plot of land I soon did part with
W:And me sweetheart Bid McGee I'm afraid I'll never see
W:For I left her there that morning broken hearted.
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W:Chorus
W:
W:Well, meself and a hundred more, to Americay sailed o'er
W:Our fortunes to be made we were thinkin'
W:When we got to Yankee land, they shoved a gun into our hands
W:Sayin': "Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln."
W:
W:Chorus
W:
W:General Meagher to us he said, if you get shot or lose your leg
W:Every single one of yous will get a pension.
W:Well, myself I lost me leg, they gave me a wooden peg
W:And by God this is the truth to you I mention.
W:
W:Chorus
W:
W:Now I think myself in luck if I get fed on Indian buck,
W:and old Ireland, is the country I delight in.
W:And the Devil I do say, it's curse Americay,
W:For I think I've had enough of your hard fightin'.
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W:Chorus