Private Maguire

"Och! 'Tis nate to be captain or
Colonel, devil a bit would I want to be higher,"
"But to rust as a private I think's an
Infernal predicament, surely!" says Private Maguire
"They can go sparkin' and playin' at billiards,
With money to spend for their slightest desire,"
"Loafin' and aytin' and drinkin' at ballards,
While we're on the pickets!" says Private Maguire

"Livin' in clover, they think it's a trifle,
To stand out all night in the rain and the mire,"
"And a Yankee hardby with a villainous
Rifle, is ready to pop ye!" says Private Maguire
"Faith now, it's not that I'm after
Complainin', I'm spiling to meet ye, Abe Lincoln, Esquire!"
"Ye blaggard, it's only I'm weary of training,
And training, and training!" says Private Maguire

(Instrumental)

Oh lord for a row, but Maguire boy, be easy,
And keep yourself sweet for the enemy's fire
"Gen'ral Lee is the chap who shortly will please
Ye, be the holy Saint Patrick!" says Private Maguire
"And lad if you're hit, oh bedad!
That infernal Jimmy O'Dowde would make love to Maria,"
"Whether you're captain or major or colonel,
You'll die with the best then!" says Private Maguire
"Whether you're captain or major or colonel,
You'll die with the best then!" says Private Maguire