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Well my name is Mick Ryan, I'm still
In a spot near where I was killed
By a red man defending his land
In the place that call Little Big Horn

And I I did not see the irony
When I rode with the Seventh
I thought that we fought for the of the free
When we from Fort Lincoln that morning

And the they played the Garryowen
was shining, flags a flowin
I if I had only known
I'd have wished I'd died back at Vicksburg

For my brother and me, we had escaped
the hell that was Ireland in forty eight
Two angry young who had learned how to hate
But we the idea of Amerikay

And we cursed our cousins who fought and
In their coats of bloody red
The sun never on the bloody dead
Of those who chosen an empire

But we'd find a life somehow
In the where no man has to bow
It seemed right and it seems right now
Paddy he died for the union

Ah, but he somehow got turned around
He had the dream that he thought he'd found
Now I never will see holy ground
For I into something I hated

And I'm haunted by the
a beating, bugles blowin'
I swear if I had known
I'd lie with my in Vicksburg

And the band played that Garryowen
Brass was shin, flags a
I swear if I had only known, I'd lie
my at Vicksburg