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7. My Father's Gun
(Joe English, arrangement D. Kincaid)

Come, listen now, I'll tell you how
I came to leave Killarney, O
I'm one of the boys that fears no noise
And me name is Paddy Kearny, O
My father's name it was the same
And my grandfather before, O
He carried his gun in '98
When the green flag floated o're him

Then, O, what fun to see them run
And to leave a name in story, O
With my father's gun I'll follow the drum
And fight my way to glory, O

When my father died, to his bedside
He called meself, so clever, O
Says he, "My son, now take this gun,
And guard it well forever, O"
But the dirty laws soon clapped their paws
On me, the dirty blaggards, O
So faix on day, I sailed away
To the land of Yankee Doodle, O

When the rebels raised a hubbaboo,
And of Sumter took possession, O
Instead of our flag, they raised a rag
The standard of succession, O
It's then I joined the 69th
My father's gun to shoulder, O
For meself, you know, can slather the foe
A divil a one is boulder, O

I 'listed then, with Meagher's men
The rebel scalpeens shooting, O
In bould brigade I'm Sergeant made
So here I'm back recruiting, O
Then boys, step out, the foe to rout
I'll lead you on to glory, O
And if you're kilt, and your blood is spilt
Your name will live in story, O

11. Strange Interiors
(C. Funk, D. Kincaid)

I look in her eyes
Like moonlight in a mirror
I look in here eyes
To strange interiors

She sleeps here in my arms
Breathing quietly
Somehow so far away
Even next to me
In this mystery
I never know when she'll disappear
I never know when she'll turn up here

New day comes my way
I wake to find here gone
No trace left in the place
I knew she'd be gone
The last chords of a song
Fading away on my radio
Slipping away, I wonder where she goes

I look in her eyes
Like moonlight in a mirror
I look in here eyes
To strange interiors

12. I Got It
(Little Richard Penniman)

Well, there's a little man with a billy-goat cart
People say he's crazy but I say he's smart
You can see him every day goin' up and down the street
Always shouting about somethin' good to eat

Chorus:

I got it, oh baby I got
Oh baby I got
Can't do without it

Black-eyed peas and the buttered beans
Fresh milk and corn and the collard greens

Chorus

It ain't what you do, it's the way that you do it
It ain't what eat, it's the way that you chew it

Chorus

Smoked ham, eggs and jam
Corn bread and the candied yams

Black-eyed peas and the buttered beans
Fresh milk and corn and the collard greens

Chorus
It ain't what you do, it's the way that you do it
It ain't what eat, it's the way that you chew it

I'm hollerin' and I'm screamin', baby please don't go
I'm hollerin' and screamin', don't leave my heart alone
I got it, can't do without it