Robert Kirkland Kernighan - The Irishmen's Lament

Robert Kirkland Kernighan - The Irishmen's Lament

We 're aich a descindint br Av the great an resplindint br The bowld, indepindint, br br Home Ruler Boroo. br We thought we hed thoighs br An arms av such soize br As wud dazzle yer oyes, br br An astonish yez, too. br br But the very first bound br We med on the ground, I br Begorra! we found br br That mistaken we wer! br To think that ye 'd thrate us, br An faist us and fate us ; br Thin turn round and bate us ! br br It 's haythens ye are ! br To think that a lout br Who never dhrank stout. br An knew nothing about br br The rale ould potheen, br Shud hev legs loike a damon, br An arms loike a dhrayman, br An can jump loike a sayman br br Bates all Oi've seen ! br br br But a song Oi will throwl, br If you 'll fill up the bowl br For Oi'm sick, be me sowl ! br br An Oi 'm spacheless, agra ; br Oi wish Oi cud take br Me floight an awake br Where there 's divil a shnake br br In Erin Go Bragh.


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