By The Hush Lyrics - Singles - Andy M. Stewart

By the Hush 

It's by the hush, me boys 

I'm sure that's to hold your noise, 

And listen to poor Paddy's narration. 

For I was by hunger pressed, 

And in poverty distressed, 

And I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation. 

cho: So, here's you boys, 

Do take my advice; 

To Americay I'd have youse not be farin' 

For there's nothing here but war, 

Where the murdering cannons roar, 

And I wish I was at home in dear old Erin. 

I sold me horse and plough, 

Me little pigs and cow, 

And me little farm of land and I parted. 

And me sweetheart, Biddy McGhee, 

I'm sure I'll never see, 

For I left her there that morning, broken hearted. 

cho: 

Meself, and a hundred more, 

To America sailed o'er, 

Our fortune to be making, we was thinking; 

But when we landed in Yankee land, 

They shoved a gun into our hand, 

Saying," Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln. " 

cho: 

General Mahar (Meagher) to us said, 

"If you get shot or lose your head, 

Every murdered soul of you will get a pension." 

Well, in the war I lost me leg 

All I've now is a wooden peg; 

I tell you, 'tis the truth to you I'll mention. 

cho: 

Now I think meself in luck 

To be fed upon Indian buck 

In old Ireland, the country I delight in; 

And with the devil I do say, 

"Curse Americay, " 

For I'm sure I've had enough on their hard fighting