"When I was driven from my home by an oppressor's hand,
I cut me sticks and greasеd me brogues, and came o'er to this land,
I found a homе and many friends, and some that I love dear,
Be jabbers! I'll stick to them like bricks and an Irish volunteer!
Then fill your glasses up, me boys, and drink a hearty cheer,
To the land of our adoption and the Irish volunteer!
Then fill your glasses up, me boys, and drink a hearty cheer,
To the land of our adoption and the Irish volunteer!
...
Now fill your glasses up, me boys, a toast come drink with me,
May Erin's Harp and the Starry Flag united ever be!
May traitors quake, and rebels shake, and tremble in their fears
When next they meet the Yankee boys and Irish volunteers!
God bless the name of Washington, that name this land reveres,
Success to Meagher and Nugent, and their Irish volunteers!
God bless the name of Washington, that name this land reveres,
Success to Meagher and Nugent, and their Irish volunteers!"
I cut me sticks and greasеd me brogues, and came o'er to this land,
I found a homе and many friends, and some that I love dear,
Be jabbers! I'll stick to them like bricks and an Irish volunteer!
Then fill your glasses up, me boys, and drink a hearty cheer,
To the land of our adoption and the Irish volunteer!
Then fill your glasses up, me boys, and drink a hearty cheer,
To the land of our adoption and the Irish volunteer!
...
Now fill your glasses up, me boys, a toast come drink with me,
May Erin's Harp and the Starry Flag united ever be!
May traitors quake, and rebels shake, and tremble in their fears
When next they meet the Yankee boys and Irish volunteers!
God bless the name of Washington, that name this land reveres,
Success to Meagher and Nugent, and their Irish volunteers!
God bless the name of Washington, that name this land reveres,
Success to Meagher and Nugent, and their Irish volunteers!"
—"The Irish Volunteer", traditional Irish-American patriotic song
