American Old Time Song Lyrics: 14 The Castlebar Boy

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 14

Home Songster main V01 V02 V03 V04 V05 V06 V07 V08 V09 V10 V11 V12 V13 V14 V15 V16 V17 V18 V19 V20 V21 V22 V23 V24 V25 V26 V27 V28 V29 V30 V31 V32 V33 V34 V35 V36 V37 V38 V39 V40 V41 V42 V43 V44 V45 V46 V47 V48 V49 V50 V51 V52 V53 V54 V55 V56 V57 V58 V59 V60 V61 Support Search

Share page  Visit Us On FB


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.
Download music lyrics PDF file For Printing with (no ads)
Download music lyrics in RTF file For editing / printing with Word and other editing software.
Download music lyrics as PNG Graphic file For inclusion in DTP etc.