Here you go:

DIXIELAND
(Steve Earle)

I am Kilran and I'm a fightin' man and I come from County Clare
And the Brits would hang me for a Fenian so I took my leave from 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 at the boat
So I joined up with the 20th Maine, like I said my friend I'm a fighting man
And we're marching south in the pouring rain, and we're all goin' down to Dixieland

I am Kilran 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 over Gettysburg many a mother wept
For many a good boy died there, sure, and the air smelled just like death
I am Kilran of the 20th Maine and I marched to hell and back again
For Colonel Joseph Chamberlain – we're all goin' down to Dixieland

I am Kilran 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 Kilran of the 20th Maine and did I tell you, friend, I'm a fighting man
And I'll not be back this way again – 'cause we're all goin' down to Dixieland


Words and music by Steve Earle South Nashville Music/WB Music ASCAP.
Source: Steve Earle and the Del McCoury Band 'The Mountain' Shock 1064-2.
PS.

Cheers, Stewie.