They worshiped a woman an’ hated a nigger
An’ fought fer a friend at the drop of the hat.
They fought, when they fought, with the fists thet God give ’em—
No knife er no gun is an Irishman’s style.
There never was yet any walkin’ boss driv ’em,
Not even a boss from the Emerald Isle.
A dago was first this America grabbin’,
Who sailed out of Spain with a schooner er two.
It may be Columbus who set in the cabin—
I’ll bet it was Irish thet made up the crew.