Irish Tenant Farmers Lament From Eviction From His Native Home

All you the simpathise with poor Ireland
And its destitute inhabitants pray for a moment stand
The evictions trials and hardships I mean to let you know
Which befall in Donegall on poor Patt Roe

CHORUS
So now kind friends just lisnen to my Irish tale of woe
Cause?d by the Agents vengence upon poor Patt Roe

For forty years industriously I struggles very high
From early dawn till sunset my brow was never dry
To dig to plough or harrow to set reap or mow
Hard work was only pleasure to you poor Patt Roe

Once I have a trying farm could sit down at my ease
Besides a well fill?d barn that yearly increase
Untill high rents and taxes brought me to grief and woe
So cast upon the wiee wide world was poor Patt Row

Then at lenth I got into arrears not adle for to stand
For to purchase seed to cultivate my little bit of land
My cropsthe fail?d my door was naild say?s the landlord you must go
To the poor house for non payment of rent went poor Patt Roe

Whe I saw my cabin level?d where first I drew my breath
And my children crying round me unto me it was second death
My brain it reeld I stager?d fell & crye?d where will you go
For shelter wit your family now poor Patt Roe

For two days we have been fasting after we left our home
Like pilgrims through the world not knowing where to roam,
At last to the union we were compell?d to go
For shelter with your family now Patt Roe,

My wife died broken-hearted when she found we were exhil?d
When I think of her departure with grief I near go wild
And often down my furrowed cheeks the bring tears do flow
For her that?s dead who in youth was wed th poor Patt Roe

Now to conclude those verses I hope the day?s near hand
When the struggling tenant farmer can enjoy both house & land,
And may the Irish peasantry neither want or misery know,
Is the heard felt wish & prayer for all of poor Patt Roe.

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