I am kilrain and I’m 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 captain’s brother was a railroad man and he met us the boat
So I joined up with the 20th maine like I said my friend I’m a fighting man
And we’re marchin’ south in the pouring rain and we’re all goin’ down to dixieland

I am kilrain of the 20th maine and we fight for chamberlain
Ў®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 I’d march to hell and back again
For colonel joshua chamberlain - we’re all goin’ down to dixieland

I am kilrain of the 20th maine and I damn all gentlemen
Whose only worth is their father’s 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 battle’s heat
Now we’re all americans

I am kilrain of the 20th maine and did I tell you friend I’m a fightin’ man
And I’ll not be back this way again, Ў®cause we’re all goin’ down to dixieland