Pat Murphy Of The Irish Brigade |
Said Pat to his mother, "It seems strange to see Brothers fighting, in such a queer manner, But I'll fight till I die if I never get killed For America's bright starry banner. Chorus: Far away in the East stood a dashing young blade, And the song he was singing so gaily, 'twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade, And the song of the broken shillelagh.
2. The morning soon broke and poor Paddy awoke. |
3. Sure, the day after battle, the dead lay in heaps; Pat Murphy lay bleeding and gory, With a hole through his head from some enemy's ball, And an end to his vision of glory. Chorus:
4. No more in our camp will his letters be read, |