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Here's some more accurate lyrics for anyone else who likes to sing along :) Let your quacks and newspapers be cutting their capers And curing the vapors the scratch and the gout With their medical potions, their salves and their lotions Upholding their notions, it's mighty put out. Who can tell the true physic of all that's pathetic And pitch to the devils, cramp, colic and spleen You'll find it I think if you take a big drink With your mouth to the brink of a jug of poteen So stick to the cratur' the best thing in nature For sinking your sorrows and raising your joys Oh what botheration, no bolt in the nation Can give consolation like whiskey me boys. While a child in me cradle, me nurse with her ladle Was filling her mouth with a notion of pap When a drop from the bottle fell into me throttle I capered and scrambled clear out of her lap On the floor I lay crawlin' and screaming and bawling 'Til father and mother soon came to the fore All weeping and cryin' they thought I was dyin' Then found I only was a-cryin' for more. So stick to the cratur' the best thing in nature For sinking your sorrows and raising your joys Oh lord how they'd chuckle if babes in their truckles Could only be suckled on whiskey me boys. Through my youthful aggression, through times of depression Me childhood's impression still clung to me mind And at school or in college the basis of knowledge I never could gulp 'til with whiskey combined And as older I'm growin' times ever bestowin' On Maden's potation, the flavor so fine And how ere they may lecture on Jove and his nectar Itself is the only true liquid divine So stick to the cratur' the best thing in nature For sinking your sorrows and raising your joys Oh lord, it's the right thing for courtin' and fightin' There's nowt so excitin' as whiskey me boys. Come guess me this riddle, what beats pipes and fiddle What's hotter than mustard and milder than cream What best wets your whistle, what's clearer than crystal What's sweeter than honey and stronger than steam What'll make the dumb talk, what'll make the lame walk, What's the elixir of life and philospher's stone And what helped Mr. Brunnell to dig the Thames Tunnel Wasn't whiskey me boys from ould Inisowen ? So stick to the cratur' the best thing in nature For sinking your sorrows and raising your joys Oh lord knows I wonder, if lightnin' and thunder Was made from the plunder of whiskey me boys. So stick to the cratur' the best thing in nature For sinking your sorrows and raising your joys So raise your glass high - Raise 'em up to the sky And then sing all the praises of Whiskey, me boys

This song awakens some incredibly nostalgic feelings in me…

This appears to be a unique version, i.e. different from the Traffic and Jethro Tull ones. Its probably even a different song. It's the first one I found and, in my opinion, the best.

You see he walks with us and we have sworn that slavery will ended and its agency will be no more us and breaking chains of bondage and the. Ttaskmaster's whip cut in the twain and separated to Meet its end among the peoples the united of the states of america.

I really wish someone would add the entire killbrannon live at olacys i had a cd years ago but lost it along the way one of my favorite bands

Just bought this CD for my brother. Xmas 2022. It'll mean a lot.

Well then, this fits well with the story.

Is there any more versions of this with electric guitar and a band?

69....nice! For real though, great song! :D

Oo aye

Ill keep on drinking Till they run out of whiskey And then I will ask you If you will miss me

my husband, who has a magnificent voice. Now has the band Penny Whiskey, and is loved by many fans!

this is horrible. cringe. Really fake and put on.

Ah the gaels have the best tunes

Tom Callahan wrote this song. IadFein was from the Buffalo NY area. My name is Sheila Stratton Hamza and I was also a member of the band.

Is there a way to contact KilljoyAusfB (or even better, the band themselves) to see about using this recording in a trailer for a short film? Listening to this version during rehearsals has been so powerful.

Hozier part starts around 2:40

Ah the fenians had and have plenty of bottle. And or not seedless like we know who is and everybody else knows as well 🇮🇪🍀🇮🇪

YES! FOUND THIS VERSION FINALLY! NOBODY SINGS IT LIKE THIS MAN <3

Love this!

Lord BarleyCorn!

“We left Ireland to escape tyranny. And end up shooting at each other in the land of the free”

Proud to be a fenian any day a the week. Rather than to be a seedless fucking yellow hoor way no bottle

Lord Barleycorn brought me here

Come all you gallant heroes And along with me combined I’ll sing you a song it won’t take long If the fighting 69th They’re a band of men brave stout and bold From Ireland they came They had a leader to the core Me Corcoran was his name It was on the twelfth day of April When the lads they went away And they made a sight so glorious as they marched along Broadway They marched along Broadway me boys And straight unto the shore And from there they went to Washington Straight into the war So we gave them a hearty cheer me boys It was greeted with a smile Singing here’s to the boys that fear no noise We’re the fighting 69th Farewell to you dear New York Will I e’er see you once more How it fills my heart with sorrow To leave your sylvan shore Ahh but the country is calling us And we must hasten fore So here’s to the Stars and Stripes me boys And Ireland’s lovely shore So we gave them a hearty cheer me boys It was greeted with a smile Singing here’s to the boys who fear no noise We’re the fighting 69th Here’s to Murphy and Devine Our leaders of renown Who did escort us heroes Unto the battle ground And said unto our colonel We must fight them hand to hand Until we plant the Stars and Stripes Way down in Dixieland So we gave them a hearty cheer me boys It was greeted with a smile Singing here’s to the boys who fear no noise We’re the fighting 69th So we gave them a hearty cheer me boys It was greeted with a smile Singing here’s to the boys who fear no noise They’re the fighting 69th

My dad joined the 69th New York around 1937 & fought with the regiment in the Pacific (Company E). It was officially designated the 165th Infantry of the New York 27th Division ("Orion"). After the war, it went back to the 42nd ("Rainbow") Division, which is why we had lots of Rainbow Division patches around our house. By then, he rose to the rank of captain. We grew up in the regiment, & it was massive fun to go to the armory with him. Everything was so Irish, Irish, Irish. Faugh e Ballagh! ("Clear the Way") and Erin go Bragh! We weren't Irish, but Fr. Duffy's rule (according to dad) was any non-Irish in the regiment were still "honorary Irishmen." Indeed, the winner of the Medal of Honor in the 165th in WWII was Alejandro Ruiz! One story dad told: Ft. Ord, CA, 1942, the men of the regiment refused when ordered to embark on to a British transport ship taking them to Hawaii, & did so (despite threats of court martial) only when the British Union jack was hauled down. When dad retired, he joined the 69th Veterans Corps (Fr. Duffy Chapter of the VFW), which met downstairs in the basement of the armory. That armory (still there on Lexington Ave & 25th St.) had a huge assembly area for drilling & training, & also used for public athletic tournaments. The NY Knickerbockers played there before the new Madison Square Garden, & we sometimes heard the games being played. The main lobby & stairways had display cases full of very cool WWI & WWII memorabilia. Dad was the champion sharpshooter then, & he left his M-1 Garand on indefinite loan to Co. E. Every St. Paddy's Day, the 69th led the parade down 5th Avenue (still does!). After that, the men would return to the armory & celebrate the rest of the day in fine Irish style. Dad started upstairs in the Co. E quarters, with the enlisted men. Then he moved down to the NCO club & celebrated there. Then late afternoon he moved across to the Officers' Club. The best part of being in the OC was the playing of the massed bagpipes there reverberating withing the walls: "Wearing of the Green," "Gary Owen," "The Minstrel Boy" etc., the regimental mascots, 2 huge(!) Irish Wolfhounds standing nearby. The room was wood paneled & walls carved with the names of the regiment's battles and campaigns since before the Civil War (some early units fought in the revolution, & geez, all the battle flags draped with masses of victorious battle ribbons. Then they performed the annual ritual. They cleared the table away from the big fireplace, & they drank a toast of Irish whiskey to the fallen who never came back. Then they dashed their glasses into the fireplace. Awesome. Then after 5:00 pm, we might go downstairs to the Veterans Corps for a subscription dinner. During the day, while the adults were drinking & celebrating, all the kids would play "war" in the armory, crawling all over the jeeps and trucks. My favorite was the recoilless rifle mounted on a jeep, We could open & close the breach, & look down the bore. What fun. We stuffed ourselves on hotdogs, hamburgers, & soda. Afterward (or maybe in lieu of dinner), a remnant would walk over to Duke Curran's bar. Col. Clarence "Duke" Curran was the commander of the regiment in the 1950's, & he owned an Irish bar across from the armory. No, it wasn't a "pub", it was a bar! I remember as a little kid being put on top of a table there & taught how to dance an Irish jig. I remember dad's 2 friends, Sgt. O'Hara & Lieut. Roarke(?). They had migrated from Ireland after the Rebellion; both were former IRA. Irony was their ranks were reversed there. O'Hara was the lieutenant & Roarke(?) was the sergeant! The 69th was so ingrained in us, we grew up with the regimental motto in our heads, "Gentle when stroked, fierce when provoked!" We were taught to live it, too, growing up in a tough part of Brooklyn. My uncle was also in the regiment, then my brother joined, too. You see, as heroic as they were & are, they are still citizen-soldiers. What fantastic memories, & what a role model for a boy.

hozier

What's up, Buffalo?! Thanks for this! I've got two CDs saved on my computer but they're not on my iPod right now, and I was wanting to listen. Can't find these brilliant bastards anywhere!

Star of the county down

I support the union but the confederacy will kick your ass

The south still strong as ever

I wish they would have abstained this lumpish heavy metal guitar. It sounds just synthetic and inappropriate and and ruins all. What a pity!

Recover the Republic!

no pope here

A brilliant rendition of such a grand song. Love his voice, its like Irish butter melting into the rolls of my ears!

Outstanding music! Any chance you could publish the lyrics? Like Gus McRae, my roots are southern and Scotts Irish but I really like the song. Thanks.

Sound very powerfull,upbet that other "normal "versions,inspirating for make one short video clip(several lads in uniforms drinking and singing too,last night before they go to die in war)...hearing with earheads on street give you strange pover!

wow. lots a folk like Lord Barleycorn. kinda wish I started reading it sooner.

this is fucking dreadful

Im trying to find this album again, my parents used to play it for me a as a kid if anyone knows where i can find it would be greatly appreciated

they used the tune from the star of the county down

Just saw them in Fairbanks, absolutely amazing performance

Éirinn go Brách

Andy M Stewart's version! (RIP)

have fun or get out :)

Lord Barleycorn brought my attention to this song

Anyone heard dick hogans version of this?

Lord barleycorn brought me here.

All hail the Lord Barleycorn

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