The Black 47 - San Patricio Brigade lyrics

I came to this country an innocent boy From the green fields of Galway When the hunger was clawin' at me Came for redemption, respect and regard All I got was new masters And a kick up the arse Oh, they beat me and robbed me On the streets of New York When all that I wanted Was an honest day's work Saying "get up now, Paddy, You're an ignorant sort Far worse than a beast You won't do what you're told" Oh, they spat at my crucifix Laughed at my church They called me a papist And many things worse I soaked up their insults And I swore revenge Send them Know-Nothing ba*tards Straight back to hell I joined up their army, My fortune to make But my captain was just another Nativist snake He beat me and starved me Insulted my Race By the time I hit Texas I was ready to break Hiya, le hiya Oh, hey San Patricio So far from your homeland Carinos we miss you oh Hiya, le hiya Oh, hey San Patricio We'll never forget you We'll always remember The San Patricio Brigade... The Mexican people They treated us great We danced at their weddings And sang at their wakes We fought in their battles And where'er we'd go Hiya le mad Irish San Patricio Oh, we fought the invader And held him at bay At the battle of San Angel And Buena Vista If Santa Anna had not fled Churabasco We'd be chasing Know-Nothings Up past Ohio Hiya, le hiya Oh, hey San Patricio... They took us prisoner When our bullets ran out And they tried us in Their military court Not a word 'bout oppression Or baiting our Race My captain pa**ed sentence His eyes filled with hate To d**h on the gallows We would not bend our knee So they murdered us Far from Galway's green fields We fought for liberty Defense of our creed So to hell with Know-Nothings Their kith, kin and seed Hiya, le hiya Oh, hey San Patricio...