Andy M. Stewart - By The Hush lyrics

By the Hush It's by the hush, me boys I'm sure that's to hold your noise, And listen to poor Paddy's narration. For I was by hunger pressed, And in poverty distressed, And I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation. cho: So, here's you boys, Do take my advice; To Americay I'd have youse not be farin' For there's nothing here but war, Where the murdering cannons roar, And I wish I was at home in dear old Erin. I sold me horse and plough, Me little pigs and cow, And me little farm of land and I parted. And me sweetheart, Biddy McGhee, I'm sure I'll never see, For I left her there that morning, broken hearted. cho: Meself, and a hundred more, To America sailed o'er, Our fortune to be making, we was thinking; But when we landed in Yankee land, They shoved a gun into our hand, Saying," Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln. " cho: General Mahar (Meagher) to us said, "If you get shot or lose your head, Every murdered soul of you will get a pension." Well, in the war I lost me leg All I've now is a wooden peg; I tell you, 'tis the truth to you I'll mention. cho: Now I think meself in luck To be fed upon Indian buck In old Ireland, the country I delight in; And with the devil I do say, "Curse Americay, " For I'm sure I've had enough on their hard fighting