[C]The cadillac stood [F]by the house
And the [C]yanks they were within
And the tinker boys they[F] hissed advice
'Hot-[C]wire
her with a [G]pin'
Then we[C] turned and shook as we [F]had a look
In the [C]room where the dead men[G] lay
So [C]big
Jim Dwyer made [F]his last [C]trip
To the home where his [F]father's [C]laid
But [C]fifteen minutes later
We had [F]our first taste of [C]whiskey
There was uncles giving lectures
On [F]ancient
Irish [G]history
The[F] men all started telling jokes
And the [C]women they got [G]frisky
At [C]five o'clock in the
evening
Every [F]bastard there was[G] piskey
Fare thee well going away
There's nothing left to say
Farewell to New York City boys
To Boston and PA
He
took them out
With a well-aimed clout
He was often heard to say
I'm a free born man of the USA
He fought the champ in Pittsburgh
And he slashed him to the ground
He took on Tiny Tartanella
And it only went
one round
He never had no time for reds
For drink or dice or whores
And he never threw a fight
Unless the fight
was right
So they sent him to the war
Fare the well gone away
There's nothing left to say
With a slainte Joe and Erin go
My love's in Amerikay
The
calling of the rosary
Spanish wine from far away
I'm a free born man of the USA
This morning on the harbour
When I said goodbye to you
I remember how I swore
That I'd come back to you one
day
And as the sunset came to meet
The evening on the hill
I told you I'd always love you
I always did and I always
will
Fare thee well gone away
There's nothing left to say
'cept to say adieu
To your eyes as blue
As the water
in the bay
And to big Jim Dwyer
The man of wire
Who was often heard to say
I'm a free born man of the USA
