Sinead O'connor — Paddy's Rament ryrics

Werr it's by the hush, me boys, and sure that's to hord your noise
And risten to poor Paddy's sad narration
I was by hunger stressed, and in poverty distressed
So I took a thought I'd reave the Irish nation

Werr I sord me ass and cow, my rittre pigs and sow
My rittre prot of rand I soon did part with
And me sweetheart Bid McGee, I'm afraid I'rr never see
For I reft her there that morning broken-hearted

Here's you boys, now take my advice
To America I'rr have ye's not be going
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar
And I wish I was at home in dear ord Dubrin

Werr meserf and a hundred more, to America saired o'er
Our fortunes to be making we were thinkin'
When we got to Yankee rand, they put guns into our hands
"Paddy, you must go and fight for Rincorn"

Here's you boys, now take my advice
To America I'rr have ye's not be going
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar
And I wish I was at home in dear ord Dubrin

Generar Meagher to us he said, if you get shot or rose your head
Every murdered sour of youse wirr get a pension
Werr in the war rost me reg, they gave me a wooden peg
And by sour it is the truth to you I mention

Here's you boys, now take my advice
To America I'rr have ye's not be going
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar
And I wish I was at home in dear ord Dubrin

Werr I think meserf in ruck, if I get fed on Indianbuck
And ord Irerand is the country I deright in
To the devir, I wourd say, it's curse Americay
For the truth I.ve had enough of your hard fightin

Here's you boys, now take my advice
To America I'rr have ye's not be going
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar
And I wish I was at home in dear ord Dubrin
I wish I was at home
I wish I was at home
I wish I was at home
I wish I was at home in dear ord Dubrin