I'm Proud I'm An Irishman Born - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
I'm Proud I'm an Irishman Born. Tune-" O'Donnell Aboo." 
The Scotchmen may boast of their snowycovered mountains, Their wild towering rocks, woods and heath-covered dales; With their cataracts and rivers, and clear silver fountains, Their pastures of culture and their flower-covered vales. But five to me old Erin's shore, that's the land I adore, All countries I have seen, but no such beauties adorn; And whert is the Irishman, who loves not his native laud, Oh, boys, but I'm proud that I'm an Irishman born. 
Chorus. For Irishmen never yield, when they're on the battle-fleld, Willi a gun, sword or list, or a twig of blackthorn; And oft on the battle-fleld, our sires made their foes to yield, Oh, boys, but I'm proud that I'm au Irishman boru. 
Old Ireland can boast of her statesmen and warriors, Her poets, painters and sculptors, too; She had Princely O'Neil, Sarstield, Norris and Clifford, Tyrconell, O'Donnell and the great Brian Boru. Oliver Goldsmith, Thomas Moore, Isaac Butt and Seargeant Power Robert Emmett and John Mitchell, Dan O'Connell and Cumin; The great Duke of Wellington, and bold Marshall McMahon, Oh, boys, but I'm proud that I'm an Irishman boru.-Chorus. 
The stranger in old Ireland is sure to find a welcome hand, Aud kindly they'll treat him until he departs; Be he Heathen, Russian, Jew or Turk, no hatred in the Irish lurk; For love, truth and friendship doth reign in their hearts. So Irishmen of each degree, come join in Erin's praise with me, For win rever I am my heart to Erin doth turn; For no nation upon the earth unto such heroes has given birth, Oh, boys, but I'm proud that I'm an Irishman born.-Chorus.