From the recording Gary Owen/Irish Washerwoman

<p>Just want to set the record straight!!!</p>

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<td width="424" valign="top"><big>The most accurate origin of the song "Garryowen"</big><big>is from a small Irish town outside of Limerick,</big><big>where</big>&nbsp;<big>the 5th Royal Irish Lancers made their home.</big><big>The town's name, Garryowen, means "Owen's</big><big>Garden";</big>&nbsp;<big>but the old tune soon came to become&nbsp;</big><big>associated</big>&nbsp;<big>with the Lancers' drinking. The Irish poet&nbsp;</big><big>Thomas</big>&nbsp;<big>Moore wrote the words around 1807:</big></td>
<td width="425" valign="top"><big>In 1905, Chief Musician J.O. Brockenshire of</big>&nbsp;<big>the</big><big>Seventh</big>&nbsp;<big>Cavalry Band rewrote the music</big>&nbsp;<big>to</big><big>"Garryowen"</big>&nbsp;<big>and</big>&nbsp;<big>composed these</big>&nbsp;<big>stanzas</big>&nbsp;<big>and</big>&nbsp;<big>chorus before the regiment</big>&nbsp;<big>deployed to the</big>&nbsp;<big>Philippines:</big></td>
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<td width="424" valign="top"><big><strong>Lyric 1:<br /></strong>Let Bacchus' sons be not dismayed<br />We'll break windows, we'll break doors,&nbsp;<br />But join with me each jovial blade;&nbsp;<br />The watch knock down by threes and fours;&nbsp;<br />Come booze and sing, and lend your aid,&nbsp;<br />Then let the doctors work their cures,&nbsp;<br />To help me with the chorus.&nbsp;<br />And tinker up our bruises.</big>
<p><big><strong>CHORUS:&nbsp;<br /></strong>Instead of spa we'll drink down ale,&nbsp;<br />We'll beat the bailiffs out of fun,&nbsp;<br />And pay the reck'ning on the nail;&nbsp;<br />We'll make the mayors and sheriffs run;&nbsp;<br />No man for debt shall go to jail&nbsp;<br />And are the boys no man dares run,&nbsp;<br />From Garryowen in glory.&nbsp;<br />If he regards a whole skin.<br /><br /><strong>Lyric 2:<br /></strong>We are boys that take delight in&nbsp;<br />Smashing the Limerick lights when lighting,&nbsp;<br />Our hearts so stout have got us fame,&nbsp;<br />Through the streets like Sporters fighting,&nbsp;<br />For soon 'tis known from when we came;&nbsp;<br />And tearing all before us.&nbsp;<br />Where're we go they dread the name&nbsp;<br />Of Garryowen in glory.</big></p>
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<td width="425" valign="top"><big><strong>Lyric 1:<br /></strong>We are the pride of the army,&nbsp;<br />And a regiment of great renown,&nbsp;<br />Our name's on the pages of history,&nbsp;<br />From sixty-six on down.&nbsp;<br />If you think we stop or falter&nbsp;<br />While in the fray we're gin'&nbsp;<br />Just watch the steps with our heads erect,&nbsp;<br />While our band plays "Garryowen."</big>
<p><big><strong>CHORUS:&nbsp;<br /></strong>In the Fighting Seventh's the place for me&nbsp;<br />It's the cream of all the cavalry;&nbsp;<br />No other regiment ever can claim&nbsp;<br />Its pride, honor, glory and undying fame.</big></p>
<p><big><strong><br />Lyric 2:<br /></strong>We know no fear when stern duty&nbsp;<br />Calls us far away from home,&nbsp;<br />Our country's flag shall safely o'er us wave,&nbsp;<br />No matter where we roam.&nbsp;<br />'Tis the gallant Seventh Cavalry&nbsp;<br />It matters not where we're goin'&nbsp;<br />Such you'll surely say as we march away;&nbsp;<br />And our band plays, "Garryowen."</big></p>
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<p><big><strong>Lyric 3:<br /></strong>Then hurrah for our brave commanders!&nbsp;<br />Who lead us into the fight.&nbsp;<br />We'll do or die in our country's cause,&nbsp;<br />And battle for the right.&nbsp;<br />And when the war is o'er,&nbsp;<br />And to our home we're goin'&nbsp;<br />Just watch the step, with our heads erect,&nbsp;<br />When our band plays, "Garryowen."</big></p>
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