93. song of the Irish Legion.
by James de Mille.
E Pluribus Unum. Erin go Bragh. Ye boys of the sod, to Columbia true,Come up, lads, and fight for the Red, White and Blue!
Two countries we love, and two mottoes we'll share,
And we'll join them in one on the banner we bear:
Erin, mavourneen! Columbia, agra!
E pluribus unum. Erin go bragh.
Upon them, my lads! and the rebels shall know
How Erin can fight when she faces the foe;
If they can't give us arms, sure, we needn't delay;
With a sprig of shillelagh we'll open the way.
Erin, mavourneen! Columbia, agra!
E pluribus unum. Erin go bragh.
“Blood Tubs” and “Plug Uglies,” and others galore,
Are sick for a thrashing in sweet Baltimore;
Be Jabers! that same I'd be proud to inform
Of the terrible force of an Irishman's arm.
Erin, mavourneen! Columbia, agra!
E pluribus unum. Erin go bragh.
Before you the tyrant assembles his band,
And threatens to conquer this glorious land;
But it wasn't for this that we traversed the sea,
And left the Green Isle for the land of the free.
Erin, mavourneen! Columbia, agra!
E pluribus unum. Erin go bragh.
Go forth to the tyrant, and give him to know
That an Irishman holds him his bitterest foe;
And his sweetest delight is to meet him in fight,
To battle for freedom, with God for the right!
Erin, mavourneen! Columbia, agra!
E pluribus unum. Erin go bragh.
