American Old Time Song Lyrics: 14 The Castlebar Boy
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 14
THE CASTLEBAR BOY.
I am a boy from ould Ireland,
What an elegant place,
Where good nature and morn shines on every face;
And the pride of my father,
And the girl's own joy,
And the darlings they call me the Castlebar boy.
For my name it is Pat,
I am proud out of that,
My country I will never deny;
I will fight for the sod
Where my forefathers trod,
Sing hurrah for the Castlebar boy.
I was born one evening
In the middle of June,
They took me to town
And they christened me soon;
What name shall we call him? says Father Malley.
Monnadowl, call him Paddy, the Castlebar boy.-Chorus.
When I landed in England,
It was a beautiful morning,
They gave me a job at reaping the corn;
At reaping and mowing to beat me they tried,
But the Omadhauns,
They could not touch the Castlebar boy.-Chorus.
You Englishmen, poor Paddy don't scorn,
For Paddy was not always a big Omadhaun;
For his heart is in the right place,
For a friend he would die;
I think I have pleased you, the best I did try,
Grant your applause to the Castlebar boy.-Chorus.