Cat. #0465 (MFH #60) - As sung by Mr. Fred Smith, Bentonville, Arkansas on January 20, 1960
VERSE 1
An' they fought an' fit an' fought an' fit
An' fit an' fought an' fought an' fit
Brave Irishmen are we
VERSE 2
They had wine an' punch
An' great big keg of lager beer
Knives an' forks an' ginger bread an' tea
O, they had a rowe that very night
That set th ladies in a fright
Had th murders right an' tight
An' all th boys begin to fight
Hooray boys, here we are again
Here we are again, yes, here we are again
Hooray boys, here we are again
Brave Irishmen are we
An' they fought an' fit an' fought an' fit
An' fit an' fought an' fought an' fit
Brave Irishmen are we
VERSE 3
Jim Doolin asked Pat Brogins wife
To dance th quadreped
She sighed an' said, she was afraid
The punch went to 'er head
Jim Doolin's sweetheart then got mad
An' slapped Pat Brogins wife
Pat Brogin them jumped up an' swore
That he'd have Jim Doolins life
An' kicked up a terrible rowe, just then
Rowe just then, rowe just then
Kicked up a terrible rowe, just then
Brave Irishmen are we
An' they fought an' fit an' fought an' fit
An' fit an' fought an' fought an' fit
Brave Irishmen are we