Pat Maguire, song

Jimmy Grant, singing in English
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All you that loves the shamrock green I pray both young and old
It is my only duty these lines for to unfold
I’m here alone and I’m far from home in sorrow I deplore
By night and day I mourn away since I left the shamrock shore

It was my cursed land lord that I might blame for all
For he took from me my farm of land although it was but small
Although I paid my rent right well he sent me off to roam
For to seek for some employment far from my native home

The day of our eviction it was an awful sight
For to see ourselves behind the ditch on a cold cold winter’s night
My father and my mother both died the following day
And when that they were buried I swore without delay

If I knew the man that took the land and proved my father’s downfall
I would shake hands with him before I die and that would end it all

I was not proud of the town when I chanced to look behind
A police man pursued me on a horse more swift than wind
Oh stand your ground young man he says you can’t escape from me
For I swear I saw you shoot a man from behind yon old oak tree

I told him for to pass me by but that he would not do
So I gave three cheers for liberty and then I shot him too
My name is Pat Maguire I’m a shoe maker to trade
And I’m one of Molly’s darling sons that never was afraid
Sure if all men in old Ireland would say their prayers like me
In spite of landlord sheriff or bailiff old Ireland would be free

see also   Pat Maguire / Denis Mcdaid and Jimmy Houten