Dixieland

Intro
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I am Kilrain and I'm a fightin' man and I come from County Clare
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And the Brits would hang me for a Fenian so I took me leave of there
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And I crossed the ocean in the "Arrianne", the vilest tub afloat
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And the captain's brother was a railroad man and he met us at the boat
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So I joined up with the 20th Maine like I said my friend I'm a 
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fighting man
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And we're marchin' south in the pouring rain
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We're all goin' down to Dixieland


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I am Kilrain of the 20th Maine and we fight for Chamberlain
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'Cause he stood right with us when the Johnnies came like a banshee on
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In the smoke smeared hell of Gettysburg many a mother wept
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For many a good boy died there, sure, and the air smelt just like death
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I am the Kilrain of the 20th Maine and I marched to hell and back again
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For Colonel Joshua Chamberlain -
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we're all goin' down to Dixieland


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I am the Kilrain of the 20th Maine and I damn all gentlemen

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Whose only worth is their father's name and the sweat of a workin' man
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Well we come from the farms and the city streets and a hundred foreign
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And we spilled our blood in the battle's heat Now we're all Americans
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I am the Kilrain of the 20th Maine did I tell you friend I'm a 
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fightin' man
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And I'll not be back this way again,
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'cause we're all goin' down to Dixieland

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