Lirik Lagu Paddy's Lament - Sinead O'Connor
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Well it's by the hush, me boys, and sure that's to hold your noiseAnd listen to poor Paddy's sad narrationI was by hunger stressed, and in poverty distressedSo I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation
Well I sold me ass and cow, my little pigs and sowMy little plot of land I soon did part withAnd me sweetheart Bid McGee, I'm afraid I'll never seeFor I left her there that morning broken-hearted
Here's you boys, now take my adviceTo America I'll have ye's not be goingThere is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roarAnd I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
Well meself and a hundred more, to America sailed o'erOur fortunes to be making we were thinkin'When we got to Yankee land, they put guns into our hands"Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln"
Here's you boys, now take my adviceTo America I'll have ye's not be goingThere is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roarAnd I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
General Meagher to us he said, if you get shot or lose your headEvery murdered soul of youse will get a pensionWell in the war lost me leg, they gave me a wooden pegAnd by soul it is the truth to you I mention
Here's you boys, now take my adviceTo America I'll have ye's not be goingThere is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roarAnd I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
Well I think meself in luck, if I get fed on IndianbuckAnd old Ireland is the country I delight inTo the devil, I would say, it's curse AmericayFor the truth I.ve had enough of your hard fightin
Here's you boys, now take my adviceTo America I'll have ye's not be goingThere is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roarAnd I wish I was at home in dear old DublinI wish I was at homeI wish I was at homeI wish I was at homeI wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
Well I sold me ass and cow, my little pigs and sowMy little plot of land I soon did part withAnd me sweetheart Bid McGee, I'm afraid I'll never seeFor I left her there that morning broken-hearted
Here's you boys, now take my adviceTo America I'll have ye's not be goingThere is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roarAnd I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
Well meself and a hundred more, to America sailed o'erOur fortunes to be making we were thinkin'When we got to Yankee land, they put guns into our hands"Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln"
Here's you boys, now take my adviceTo America I'll have ye's not be goingThere is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roarAnd I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
General Meagher to us he said, if you get shot or lose your headEvery murdered soul of youse will get a pensionWell in the war lost me leg, they gave me a wooden pegAnd by soul it is the truth to you I mention
Here's you boys, now take my adviceTo America I'll have ye's not be goingThere is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roarAnd I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
Well I think meself in luck, if I get fed on IndianbuckAnd old Ireland is the country I delight inTo the devil, I would say, it's curse AmericayFor the truth I.ve had enough of your hard fightin
Here's you boys, now take my adviceTo America I'll have ye's not be goingThere is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roarAnd I wish I was at home in dear old DublinI wish I was at homeI wish I was at homeI wish I was at homeI wish I was at home in dear old Dublin
