Thursday, March 17, 2011

The Pratie Song

A repost, but still suitable for the day
especially as I've written nothing new on the subject.
(Now with audio! Click here to listen.)

The Pratie Song
An Irish-American Ballad

O, My name is Willie Brennan and my story I will tell
I was born in County Kerry and in Ireland I did dwell
But I had to leave my country in the year of '48
And go sailing for America to fill my bloody plate.

O, I'm sailing away for Americay
And I'll have a drink to try and lift my mood
For I'll miss my native peat
But I've nothing left to eat
And I'm going to sail away to find some food.

It was in the year of '48 I took my knife and fork
And boarded on a coffin ship headed for New York
For my people were all starving in every vale and field
And I had to sail two thousand miles to get a feckin' meal.

O, I'm sailing away for Americay
And you know I've searched the green land o'er and o'er
But I couldn't fill my platie
With a single boiled potatie
'Cos in Ireland there's no praties anymore.

A million empty bellies we laid beneath the sod
And we raised our empty glasses and commended them to God
And a million empty bellies from the towns of County Cork
Went sailing for the delis in the city of New York.

O, we're sailing away for Americay
Yes, we're going to find the praties once again.
For there was beef and corn and grain
But to Charles Trevelyan's shame
Not a crust or crumb for honest Irishmen.

So listen all my children and I'll tell you once again
Why the cities of America are filled with Irishmen
From the Cardinal's high cathedral
To the worker in the street
We all came to America
To get something to eat!

O, we're sailing away for Americay
And you know we'll miss old Ireland now and then
But we'll sit and eat our praties
In the dear United Staties
'Til the praties come to Ireland once again.


Beannachtaí na Féile Pádraig
agus go mbeannaí Dia duit

Cricket & Porcupine


Unknown said...

Good one. Erin go bragh Cricket.

A Daft Scots Lass said...

Have a green brewskie for me

Suldog said...

And the best of the day to you, my swell pal. May the road rise up to meet you.

lime said...

ah it's a worthy repost. now i just wish i had a bit of jamesons...

Hilary said...

I'm late making the rounds.. I hope you had a wonderful St. Patrick's Day.

Land of shimp said...

Helllloooo, well I thought this was fun, in part because I remembered when you had originally posted it :-)

Happy St. Patrick's's been and gone but we're both still here.

That's winning, I tell you...