American Old Time Song Lyrics: 15 The Irish Brigade

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 15

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As sung by Tony Hart.

Now don't be alarmed, Nell. at seeing me here,
I'm a gent Of the very first order;
You can see by my style I'm a gentleman, too,
And a son of the marquis' daughter.
My mother, God bless her, she doated on me,
Said of danger I ne'er was afraid;
I grew up to manhood, a commission I bought,
And I'm one of the Irish Brigade.

Then, hurrah! hurrah! for the true sons of Erin,
A stout-hearted Paddy, who's never afraid;
I'm true to the core, and to death even daring.
We're true noble sons of the Irish Brigade.

To the roll of the drum we march boldly on
O'er the field midst the dead and the dying;
Though high in the breeze the rebel flag waves,
Our green banners, too, noble flying.
No conquest we ask, save the birthright we claim.
And the freedom which tyrants kept shady;
For this will we fight 'till our life-blood be spent,
In defense of the name of O'Grady.-Chorus.
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