The Body Of An American Lyrics - Rum Sodomy & The Lash - Pogues

The cadillac stood by the house 

And the yanks they were within 

And the tinker boys they hissed advice 

'Hot-wire her with a pin' 

Then we turned and shook as we had a look 

In the room where the dead men lay 

So big Jim Dwyer made his last trip 

To the shores where his father's laid 

But fifteen minutes later 

We had our first taste of whiskey 

There was uncles giving lectures 

On ancient Irish history 

The men all started telling jokes 

And the women they got frisky 

By five o'clock in the evening 

Every bastard there was piskey 

Fare thee well, going away 

There's nothing left to say 

Farewell to New York City boys, to Boston and PA 

He took them out with a well-aimed clout 

And we often heard him say 

I'm a free-born man of the USA 

He fought the champ in Pittsburgh 

And he slashed him to the ground 

He took on Tiny Tartanella 

And it only went one round 

He never had no time for reds 

For drink or dice or whores 

And he never threw a fight until the fight was right 

So they sent him to the war 

Fare the well, gone away 

There's nothing left to say 

With a slainte Joe and Erin go 

My love's in Ameri-kay 

The calling of the rosary 

Spanish wine from far away 

I'm a free born man of the USA 

This morning on the harbour 

When I said goodbye to you 

I remember how I swore 

That I'd come back to you one day 

And as the sunset came to meet the evening on the hill 

I told you I'd always love you 

I always did and I always will 

Fare thee well gone away 

There's nothing left to say 

'But to say adieu to your eyes as blue as the water in the bay 

And to big Jim Dwyer the man of war 

Who was often heard to say 

I'm a free born man of the USA 

I'm a free born man of the USA 

I'm a free born man of the USA