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Album: Miscellaneous (2004)
Artists: Unknown

  1. Águas De Março
  2. Albert The Alligator
  3. All Pretty Horses
  4. Amigos Para Siempre (Friends For Life)
  5. Anaru
  6. Angels We Have Heard On High
  7. Are You Gonna Go My Way
  8. Aside Of The Road
  9. Away In A Manger
  10. Baphomet's Throne
  11. Black Trip
  12. Buckeyed Jim
  13. Bucking Bronco
  14. Budgeon It Is A Delicate Trade
  15. Buffalo Skinners
  16. Bullfrog King
  17. Bully In The Alley
  18. Burke And Hare
  19. Burn
  20. Burning Of Auchindoun
  21. Burning Of The School
  22. Bury Me Beneath The Willow
  23. Bury Me Not On The Lone Prairie
  24. Business For Love
  25. Buy Broom Besoms
  26. Buying A Bride
  27. By The Banks Of The Reedy Lagoon
  28. By The Hush
  29. Byker Hill
  30. C
  31. Caissons Go Rolling Along
  32. Caledonia
  33. California Sunset
  34. Call Me The Whale
  35. Callib Song
  36. Calling On Song
  37. Callingon Song
  38. Calomel
  39. Camp Grenada
  40. Campbell The Drover
  41. Camping
  42. Camptown Races
  43. I'm Not The Man


Unknown
Miscellaneous
By The Hush
By the Hush
It's by the hush, me boys
I'm sure that's to hold your noise,
And listen to poor Paddy's narration.
For I was by hunger pressed,
And in poverty distressed,
And I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation.

cho: So, here's you boys,
Do take my advice;
To Americay I'd have youse not be farin'
For there's nothing here but war,
Where the murdering cannons roar,
And I wish I was at home in dear old Erin.

I sold me horse and plough,
Me little pigs and cow,
And me little farm of land and I parted.
And me sweetheart, Biddy McGhee,
I'm sure I'll never see,
For I left her there that morning, broken hearted.

cho:

Meself, and a hundred more,
To America sailed o'er,
Our fortune to be making, we was thinking;
But when we landed in Yankee land,
They shoved a gun into our hand,
Saying," Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln. "

cho:

General Mahar (Meagher) to us said,
"If you get shot or lose your head,
Every murdered soul of you will get a pension."
Well, in the war I lost me leg
All I've now is a wooden peg;
I tell you, 'tis the truth to you I'll mention.
cho:

Now I think meself in luck
To be fed upon Indian buck
In old Ireland, the country I delight in;
And with the devil I do say,
"Curse Americay, "
For I'm sure I've had enough on their hard fighting.

From Margaret Christl, The Barley Grain for Me (Folk-Legacy FSC-
62)
Note: According to Frank Harte, "by the hush" is a corruption of
the Irish "Bi i do thost", or "be quiet" RG.
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