David Kincaid

David Kincaid - Two Brothers Mastersons songtekst

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You feeling Christians both one and all

Come pay attention unto my call

Until you hear my doleful tragedy

Of these two brothers all in Americay

James and Patrick Masterson as you may see

In Ballymena were reared most tenderly

They left their loving parents on a woeful day

To seek their fortune

All in Americay

In 58' they sailed away

Bound for New Orleans in Americay

But mark what followed without delay

For the war broke out on a woeful day

To take up arms they were forced to fight

Through fatigue and hardships both day and night

With savage blocks they could not agree

Where in the regiment, proved their destiny

They were punished severely in that savage corps

And often flogged till left in their gore

They often thought of their friends so dear

They left lamenting and to shed a tear

To desert this regiment they were inclined

For to reach the north they made up their minds

By nighted travel for to make their way

And in the woods they lay, concealed by day

For three long days they could not be found

At length the picket did them would surround

They were taken prisoners with handcuffs bound

And by a court martial they were guilty found

By a court martial as you soon shall hear

Their sentence was to be flogged severe

When Patrick Masterson got loose that day

He shot the colonel without delay

The guards immediately did him surround

Been tried and sentenced and guilty found

A scaffold now erected in the square

And his brother pitched upon, to hang him there

James Masterson was called immediately

To hang his brother he would not agree

"Before I'd yield to such cruelty I

will die beside him on a gallows tree"

A wild black sergeant proposed do the deed

To hang the brothers he went up with speed

Now all being ready he stood on the fall

And James he shot him with a pistol ball

They both were sentenced and condemned to die

And hanged that day on a gallows high

Fare well Ould Ireland our native home

We here must die

In our youth and bloom

Those two brothers met their sad downfall

They were lamented by their comrades all

From friends and parents far far away

They have suffered death and curse in South Americay
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