Erin go Bragh My name's Duncan Campbell from the shores of Argyle I've travelled this country for many's a mile Through England thro Ireland thro Scotland and a' But the name I go by is bold Erin go Bragh One night in Auld Reekie as I walked up the street A saucy ploiceman I chanced for to meet He glowered in my face and he gave me some jaw Saying when'd ye come over from Erin go bragh I am not a pat though Ireland I've seen Nor am I pat though in Ireland I've been But though I were a paddy, thats nothing ata There's many a bold hero from Erin go Bragh I know you're a pat by the cut of your hair But you all turn to Scotsmen as soon as you're here You have left your ain country for braking the law We are seizing all strangers from Erin go Bragh Though were I a pat and you knew to be true Or were I the devil what's that to you Were it not for the stick that you hold in your paw I'd show you a game played in Erin go Bragh With a switch o blackthorn that I held in my fist About his big body I made it to twist The blood frae his napper I quickly did draw I paid stock and interest for Erin go Bragh The people came round like a flock o wild geese Crying stop that daft eigit he's killed our police And for every friend I had I'm sure he had twa It was very tight times for bold Erin go Bragh I went for a boatie that sais on the forth I picked up my all and I steered for the north Farewell to Auld reekie, policeman and a' may the devil go with you said Erin go Bragh Come all ye brave fellows that hears of this song I dont care a farthing for where you belong For I'm frae Argyleshire frae the highlands sae braw But I ne'er take it ill being called Erin go Bragh
Music; traditional. Content copyright © 2000 held by the author; Ian Hall.
