I am kilrain and Im a fightin man and I come from county clare
And the brits would hang me for a fenian so I took me leave of there
And I crossed the ocean in the "arrianne" the vilest tub afloat
And the captains brother was a railroad man and he met us the boat
So I joined up with the 20th maine like I said my friend Im a fighting man
And were marchin south in the pouring rain and were all goin down to dixieland
I am kilrain of the 20th maine and we fight for chamberlain
cause he stood right with us when the johnnies came like a banshee on the wind
When the smoke cleared out of gettysburg many a mother wept
For many a good boy died there, sure, and the air smelted just like death
I am kilrain of the 20th maine and Id march to hell and back again
For colonel joshua chamberlain - were all goin down to dixieland
I am kilrain of the 20th maine and I damn all gentlemen
Whose only worth is their fathers name and the sweat of a workin man
Well we come from the farms and the city streets and a hundred foreign lands
And we spilled our blood in the battles heat
Now were all americans
I am kilrain of the 20th maine and did I tell you friend Im a fightin man
And Ill not be back this way again, cause were all goin down to dixieland