Jim Of The Mill - Off To Philadelphia

Off To Philadelphia -
Written By Johny Patterson
Me name is Paddy Leary from a spot on Tipperary
The hearts of all the girls I'm a thorn in
But before the break of morn, it is they who'll be forlorn
For I'm off to Philadelphia in the morning
With me bundle on me shoulder, faith, there's no man can be bolder
I'm leaving dear old Ireland without warning
For I lately took the notion for to cross the briny ocean
And I'm off to Philadelphia in the morning
There's a girl named Kate Malone whom I hope to call me own
To see my little cabin floor adornin
But my heart is sad and weary, how can she be Mrs. Leary
If I'm off to Philadelphia in the morning
With me bundle on me shoulder, faith, there's no man can be bolder
I'm leaving dear old Ireland without warning
For I lately took the notion for to cross the briny ocean
And I'm off to Philadelphia in the morning
When they told me I must leave the place I tried to keep a cheerful face
For to show me hearts deep sorrow I was scornin
But the tears will surely blind me for the friends I left behind me
When I'm of for Philadelphia in the morning
With me bundle on me shoulder sure there's no man can be bolder
I'm leaving just the spot that I was born in
Yet some day I'll take the notion to come back across the ocean
To me home in dear old Ireland in the morning