The Boys From the Emerald Isle

Source: Where The Linnets Sings (2026)

Location: Track 38

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I’m a tight little bit of an Irishman

So plain as you may see.

I like a wee drop of the craytur

When I go out on a spree. 

I like a wee drop of the craytur

In the real oul’ Irish style

But there’s none that I can get so good 

As what’s made in Erin’s isle.

Chorus

Far from our native country

We’re sometimes forced to roam;

But we’ll never forget that we’re Irishmen

And far away from home. 

It was at the Battle of Waterloo

And the Russian War the same.

Didn’t the boys from Paddy’s Land

Show there that they were true game.

They gave three hearty cheers my boys

In the grand oul’ Irish style

And they pelted off the Russians;

They’re the boys from the Emerald Isle.

Chorus

They say no Irish need apply

That’s a thing I can’t understand.

For where would the British Army be

Were it not for Paddy’s land?

For when they were on the battlefield,

They were never known to win,

Unless their ranks were well packed out

With the best of Irishmen.

Chorus

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