The Pogues, "The Body of an American" from The Best of the Pogues (The Last Angry Irishman)
Commentary:
"The Cadillac stood by the house
And the Yanks they were within,
And the tinker boys they hissed advice,
'Hot-wire her with a pin!'
Then we turned and shook as we had a look
In a room where the dead man lay.
So Big Jim Dwyer made his last trip
To the shores where his father's laid.
"But fifteen minutes later we had our first taste of whiskey,
There was uncles giving lectures on ancient Irish history,
The men all started telling jokes and the women they got frisky,
By five o'clock in the evening every bastard there was 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-earned clout
And they often heard him say,
'I'm a freeborn man of the U.S.A.!…
"Fare thee well, gone away,
There's nothing left to say,
But say adieu to your eyes as blue as the water of the bay,
And to Big Jim Dwyer, the man of war,
Who was often heard to say,
'I'm a freeborn man of the U.S.A.!
'I'm a freeborn man of the U.S.A.!
'I'm a freeborn man of the U.S.A.!'"
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