Folk & Traditional Song Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk Off to Philadelphia 
Off to Philadelphia 
Oh, me name is Paddy Leary from a spot in Tipperary The hearts of all the girls I'm a thorn in But come the break of mornin it is they who'll be forlorn For I'm off to Philadelpha in the morning 
cho: With me bundle on me shoulder, faith, there's no man can be bolder I'm leaving dare 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 sure I'd hope to call ne own To see my little cabin floor adornin But my heart is sad and weary, how can she be Mrs. Leary When I'm off to Philadelphia in the morning 
When they told me I must leave the place I tried to wear a cheerful face To show me hearts deep sorrow I was scornin But the tears will surely blind me for the friends I leave behind me When I'm off to Philadelphia in the morning 
cho 2: 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 But some day I'll take the notion to come back across that ocean To me home in dear old Ireland in the morning 
I believe this song is a precursor to ""Oft to Tipperary"" which depicts a emmigrant comimg home." 
TR OCT98