This is a song about the San Patricio Brigade that was made up of mostly Irish deserters from the US Army during the Mexican-American War. There were some German and some Irish who were not deserters in the brigade too. The reasons for desertion were many: anti-immigrant sentiment at the time; discrimination in jobs; anti-catholicism. The Irish felt an affinity toward the Mexican people who were also mostly Catholic. In addition, the war was seen as unjust. General Grant, Abraham Lincoln and other prominant leaders at the time viewed the war as a land grab and the possibility that he region would invite an expansion of slavery.
lyrics
MAN WITHOUT A COUNTRY
written by Jim Sharkey
My hands are trembling, behind my back
And the mind's recalling the times we had
At home in Sligo, in Toorlestran
Walking with Delia, holdin' her sweet hand
Words were spoken, promises made
I loved her dearly, we were going to wed
But the blight set in, by forty-five
The potatoes rotted, poisoned overnight
Fair play is the name of the game
But the rules keep changing Nothing stays the same
I'm on the bottom with no place to go
A man without a country looking for a home
I buried Delia in 'forty-six
She died of fever and politics
I sailed from Galway and said goodbye
To the land I loved, it was never mine
It's the land of landlords and middlemen
The rack-renting agents that divide the land
There's work here in Boston or way out west
Where the Mississippi Riverboats never rest
Fair play is the name of the game
But the rules keep changing
Nothing stays the same
I'm on the bottom, there's only one place to go
For a man without a country looking for a home oh
There wasn't much in Boston, or in NewYork town
Plenty of servitude and slander going round
I joined the army, to march out west
And crossed the Rio Grande, into Mexico we pressed
How I got here, I'll never know
A sense of justice or injustice, I don't know
Six-hundred Irishmen joined with Mexico
And fought with John Reilly looking for a home
At Cerra Gordo and Buena Vista too
We fought Scott's army with a fire they never knew
But at Churubusco, with cannon and shell
And the "Mississippi Rifle" balls they blew us all to hell
Fair play is the name of the game
I'll not ask forgiveness that'll never change
To die a traitor I'll never do, The right and the wrong of it all
I'll leave that up to you
So spring the trapdoor, I'm not afraid
My heart is aching, you'll take that away
My eyes are covered, but I see clearly now
My life's meant nothing, it never did somehow
Songwriter Jim Sharkey is an Irish and Americana folk musician. Jim grew up in County Roscommon, Ireland. He plays around the northeastern US. Jim's original songs blend Irish traditional ballad influences with contemporary issues.
It's just fantastic. Then he comes out with "On The Move" to top this. Maybe he did but there's a point where topping something and achieving parity is enough and more than most achieve. Jim Sharkey
I love this album. Nuala, a great musician, has a beautiful voice and Lovely Armoy is a lovely track to open the album with. I never tire of listening to it. Jim Sharkey
From Cork, Ireland, Lewis Barfoot writes mystic, majestic songs derived from regional folk, with an ambient music aura. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 11, 2023