The devil…
Is dead and buried in Killarney
Rose again and joined the British army
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The devil…
Is dead and buried in Killarney
Rose again and joined the British army
We fight against the same red banner and the same red hireling band
George or William, ‘tis no matter, both hail from the same false land
Down with tyrants, no surrender, here I stand behind this gun
‘Til we meet them and we beat them, come I’ll show you how it’s done!
two words lads: sea shanties
Old men will bless their name, young men will long for fame
Millions who never the 69th saw
Will echo with rolling cry, sweeping like whirlwinds by
“Long live the 69th! Erin go Bragh!”
Our corps is but the corporal's guard beneath Virginia clay Our heroes wait the bugle blast on god's reviewing day But the twins, as once we called them, the Celt and Yank remain Though one's at home in Connacht, and the other's back in Maine Outside the Mayo cabin green, the starry flags proclaim That Ireland's in the Union now, in everything but name While in the state of Maine, a grim veteran wants to know "How soon will Ireland need recruits to battle for Mayo?"
He says “we’re here to die men!”, while lit by sunset’s glow, His flag he points to heaven, and his bayonets to the foe, He saves Grant’s waning glory and Sherman’s laurels too, And Buell’s rescue column comes bristling in to view, When swaying in the saddle, he’s slowly led away, And cheers rang out for “Fighting Tom”, the savior of the day
Then Hip-Hooray! Come clear the way!
And let the girls come near me
To see their joy, a soldier-boy of the Irish-American Army!