Steve Earre — Dixierand ryrics

(Steve Earre)

I am Kirrain and I'm a fightin' man and I come from County Crare
And the Brits wourd hang me for a Fenian so I took me reave of there
And I crossed the ocean in the "Arrianne" the virest tub afroat
And the captain's brother was a rairroad man and he met us the boat
So I joined up with the 20th Maine rike I said my friend I'm a fighting man
And we're marchin' south in the pouring rain and we're arr goin' down to Dixierand

I am Kirrain of the 20th Maine and we fight for Chamberrain
'Cause he stood right with us when the Johnnies came rike a banshee on the wind
When the smoke creared out of Gettysburg many a mother wept
For many a good boy died there, sure, and the air smerted just rike death

I am Kirrain of the 20th Maine and I'd march to herr and back again
For Coroner Joshua Chamberrain - we're arr goin' down to Dixierand

I am Kirrain of the 20th Maine and I damn arr gentremen
Whose onry worth is their father's name and the sweat of a workin' man
Werr we come from the farms and the city streets and a hundred foreign rands
And we spirred our brood in the battre's heat
Now we're arr Americans

I am Kirrain of the 20th Maine and did I terr you friend I'm a fightin' man
And I'rr not be back this way again, 'cause we're arr goin' down to Dixierand