1. |
Dot The Dragons Eyes
01:25
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2. |
Star of the County Down
02:06
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In Banbridge Town in the County Down
One morning last July,
From a boreen green came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by.
She looked so sweet from her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut brown hair.
Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself
to be sure I was really there.
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and
From Galway to Dublin Town,
No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen
That I met in the County Down.
As she onward sped, sure I shook my head,
And I looked with a feelin' rare,
And I said says I, to a passer-by,
"Whose the maid with the nut brown hair"?
He smiled at me and he says, say's he,
"That's the gem of Ireland's crown.
Young Rose McCann from the banks of the Bann,
She's the star of the County Down".
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and
From Galway to Dublin Town,
No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen
That I met in the County Down.
At the Harvest Fair she'll be surely there
And I'll dress in my Sunday clothes,
With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked
Right for a smile from my nut brown rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
Till my plough turns rust colored brown.
Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside
Sits the star of the County Down.
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and
From Galway to Dublin Town,
No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
That I met in the County Down.
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3. |
Galway Girl
02:17
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Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk
Of a day -I-ay-I-ay
I met a little girl and we stopped to talk
On a grand soft day -I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do
'Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue
And I knew right then I'd be takin' a whirl
Down the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl
We were halfway there when the rain came down
On a day -I-ay-I-ay
And she took me up to her flat downtown
On a fine soft day -I-ay-I-ay
And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
So I took her hand and I gave her a twirl
And I lost my heart to a Galway girl
So when I woke up I was all alone
With a broken heart and a ticket home
And I ask you friend, what's a fella to do
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
See I've traveled around I've been all over the world
I've never seen nothin' like a Galway girl
And I ask you friend, what's a fella to do
If her hair was black and her eyes were blue
See I've traveled around I've been all over the world
I've never seen nothin' like a Galway girl
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4. |
Tell Me Ma
02:27
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Tell me, ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
Well, that's alright, 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Please, won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her
All the boys are fighting for her
Knock at the door and they ring that bell
Oh, my true love, are you well?
Out she comes, as white as snow
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
Old Johnny Murray says, "She will die
If she doesn't get the fella with the roving eye"
Tell me, ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
Well, that's alright, 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Please, won't you tell me who is she?
The wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come a-tumbling from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie
And she'll get her own lad, by and by
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma, 'til she comes home
Let them all come, as they will
It's Albert Mooney she loves still
Tell me, ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
Well, that's alright, 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Please, won't you tell me who is she?
Tell me, ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
Well, that's alright, 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Please, won't you tell me who is she?
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5. |
The Bonny Scotsman
02:10
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Well a Scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair
one could tell by how he walked he'd drunk more than his share
he stumbled on until he could no longer keep his feet
then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
Ring ding diddle dliddle add E O
ring ding diddily I Oh
he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
Well about that time two young and lovely lasses happened by one says to the other with a twinkle in her eye
"See yon sleeping Scotsman so strong and handsome built?
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath their kilt"
Ring ding diddle dliddle add E O
ring ding diddily I Oh
I wonder if it's true what they don't wear beneath their kilt"
They crept up on that sleeping Scotsman quiet as could be
lifted up his kilt about an inch so they could see
and there behold for them to view beneath his Scottish skirt
was nothing more than God had graced him with upon his birth
Ring ding diddle dliddle add E O
ring ding diddily I Oh
was nothin' more than God had graced him with upon his birth
They marveled for a moment then one said "we must be gone.
Let's leave a present for our friend before we move along"
As a gift they left a blue silk ribbon tied into a bow
around the bonny star the Scotsman's kilt did lift and show
Ring ding diddle dliddle add E O
ring ding diddily I Oh
around the bonny star the Scotsman's kilt did lift and show.
Now the Scotsman woke to Nature's call and stumbled toward the trees
behind a bush he lifts his kilt and gawks at what he sees
and in a startled voice he said to what's before his eyes
"Lad I don't know where you've been but I see you won first prize"
Ring ding diddle dliddle add E O
ring ding diddily I Oh
"Lad I don't know where you've been but I see you won first prize"
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6. |
The Sister Song
02:05
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You might have had a beer or three
to give yourself some cheer
and your looking for a lassie
whose skirts are mighty sheer
But the one thing I can tell you
as your friendly barstool peer
is Mister keep your hands off my sister
Hey there mister, keep your hands off my sister
hey there mister you should know that she's only bloody twelve
And tho it is medieval, that's still very illegal
so mister keep your hands of my sister
There is no excuse today for touch without consent
and even if you feel that all your other hopes are spent
we know the eye glance of a man who thinks he's caught a scent
so mister keep your hands off my sister
Hey there mister, keep your hands off my sister
hey there mister you should know that she's only bloody twelve
And tho it is medieval, that's still very illegal
so mister keep your hands of my sister
Well being in a pub can truly be inspiring
and flirting with the ladies can make one think of siring
but no matter what your circumstance or when you'll be expiring
well mister keep your hands off my sister
Hey there mister, keep your hands off my sister
hey there mister you should know that she's only bloody twelve
And tho it is medieval, that's still very illegal
so mister keep your hands of my sister
Hey there mister, keep your hands off my sister
hey there mister you should know that she's only bloody twelve
And tho it is medieval, that's still very illegal
so mister keep your hands of my sister!
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7. |
Ivan's Polka
01:51
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10. |
Boat on a River
02:29
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Take me back to my boat on a river
I need to come down, I need to come down
Take me back to my boat on a river
and I wont cry out anymore
Time stands still as I gaze at her waters
she eases me down, touching me gently
with the waters that flow past my boat on a river
and I won't cry out anymore
Oh the river is wide,
the river she touches my life like the waves on the sand
and all roads lead to tranquility bay
where the frown on my face disappears.
Take me back to my boat on a river
and I won't cry out anymore
Oh the river is deep,
the river she touches my life like the waves on the sand.
And all roads lead to tranquility bay,
where the frown on my face disappears.
Take me back to my boat on a river,
I need to come down, I need to come down
Take me back to my boat on a river
and I won´'t cry out anymore.
and I won't cry out any more
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11. |
Fhir A Bhata
07:26
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Often haunting the highest hilltop
I scan the ocean thy sails to see
wilt come tonight love wilt come tomorrow?
Wilt ever come love to comfort me?
Fhir a' bhàta, na hóro eile
Fhir a' bhàta, na hóro eile
Fhir a' bhàta, na hóro eile
Oh fare thee well love where e'er ye be
They call thee fickle they call thee false one
and seek to change me but all in vain
for thou art my dream through the dark night
and every morning I watch the main.
Fhir a' bhàta, na hóro eile
Fhir a' bhàta, na hóro eile
Fhir a' bhàta, na hóro eile
Oh fare thee well love where e'er ye be
There's not a hamlet too well I know it
where'd you go wandrin' and sit a while
yet all it's old folk you'd win with talking
and charm it's maidens with song and smile
Fhir a' bhàta, na hóro eile
Fhir a' bhàta, na hóro eile
Fhir a' bhàta, na hóro eile
Oh fare thee well love where e'er ye be
Dost thou remember the promise made me?
The tartan plaid, the silken gown
the ring of gold with thy hair and portrait
that ring and gown I will never own
Fhir a' bhàta, na hóro eile
Fhir a' bhàta, na hóro eile
Fhir a' bhàta, na hóro eile
Oh fare thee well love where e'er ye be
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13. |
The Wellerman
02:28
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There once was a ship that put to sea
And the name of that ship was the Billy o' Tea
The winds blew hard, her bow dipped down
Blow, me bully boys, blow (huh)
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
She had not been two weeks from shore
When down on her a right whale bore
The captain called all hands and swore
He'd take that whale in tow (huh)
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
Before the boat had hit the water
The whale's tail came up and caught her
All hands to the side, harpooned and fought her
When she dived down below (huh)
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
No line was cut, no whale was freed
An' the captain's mind was not on greed
But he belonged to the Whaleman's creed
She took that ship in tow (huh)
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
For forty days or even more (ooh)
The line went slack then tight once more
All boats were lost, there were only four
And still that whale did go
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
As far as I've heard, the fight's still on
The line's not cut, and the whale's not gone
The Wellerman makes his regular call
To encourage the captain, crew and all
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
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14. |
Breakfast of Ships
03:58
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I possess an appetite way out of your range
the landlubbers think the tales are lies or too strange
the fishers know the truth of me I will not be defied
you're the ones to cease this greed
its you who must decide
Breakfast of ships oh breakfast of ships
I am the Kraken and I'm more than just a myth
to come into my oceans and steal all of my fish
I find your tawdry little boats completely delish
A fisher in a dinghy who just takes out one or two
that I will let slide I gotta feed my family too
it's when the men get greedy and they refuse to stop
That I force the sand out of their clock
Breakfast of ships oh breakfast of ships
I am the Kraken and I've got you in my grips
you come into my oceans and steal all of my fish
I find your tawdry little boats completely delish
Shipwrecks are my napkins, and your bow or stern my plate
masts and sail my appetite can barely satiate
I come to you for human flesh just like you come to me
taking lives that aren't yours cuz they belong to me
Breakfast of ships oh breakfast of ships
I am the Kraken, sailors are my favorite dish
you come into my oceans and steal all of my fish
I find your tawdry little boats completely delish
I'm the monster of the ocean, I'm the master of the seas
even Lord Poseidon brings a sacrifice to me
keep going like you're going there'll be nothing to explore
the starts aren't half as int'resting as what's on the ocean floor
Breakfast of ships oh breakfast of ships
I am the Kraken and I'll ruin all your trips
you come into my oceans and steal all of my fish
I find your tawdry little boats completely delish
If you take a pleasure cruise that hurts the sea by choice
know the thunder that you hear is not my outside voice
a bigger storm is coming and you will not know it 'til
the ocean shakes beneath you in the fury of my will
Breakfast of ships oh breakfast of ships
I am the Kraken and I'll rip apart your ships
you come into my oceans and steal all of my fish
I find your tawdry little boats completely delish
Breakfast of ships oh breakfast of ships
I am the Kraken and my waters are your crypt
you come into my oceans and steal all of my fish
I find your tawdry little boats completely delish . . .
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I'll tell you a story that happened to me
One day as I went out to Youghal by the Sea
The sun it was bright and the day it was warm
Says I, 'A quiet pint wouldn't do me no harm'
I says to the bar man, oh give me a stout
Says the bar man, I'm sorry all the beer 'tis sold out
Try whiskey or vodka, ten years in the wood
Says I, I'll try cider, I've heard that it's good
Oh never, oh never, oh never again
If I live to one hundred or one hundred and ten
'Cause I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up
After lowering the third I headed straight for the yard
Where I bumped into Brophy the big civic guard
He says come here to me boy don't you know we're in the law
Well I upped with my fist and I shatterd his jaw
He fell to the ground with his knees doubled up
But t'wasn't I hit him t'was the johnny jump up
And the next thing I met down in Youghal by the Sea
Was a cripple on crutches, and says he to me
I'm afraid for me life I'll be hit by a car
Would you help me get across to the Railwayman's Bar
And after three pints of the cider so sweet
He threw down his crutches and he danced on his feet
Oh never, oh never, oh never again
If I live to one hundred or one hundred and ten
'Cause I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up
I went up the Lee road a friend for to see
They call it the Madhouse in Cork by the Lee
But when I got up there, the truth I do to tell
They had the poor bugger locked up in his cell
Says the guard testing him, say these words if you can
'Around the rugged rocks the ragged rascal ran'
Tell them I'm not crazy, tell them I'm not mad
T'was only six pints of that cider I had
Oh never, oh never, oh never again
If I live to one hundred or one hundred and ten
'Cause I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up
A man died in the Union by the name of McNabb
They washed him and laid him outside on a slab
And after the coroner his measurements did take
His wife took him home to a bloody fine wake
It was twelve of the clock and the beer it was high
When the corpse he sat up and he says with a sigh
Oh I can't get to heaven, they won't let me up
Till I bring them a pint of the Johnny Jump Up
Oh never, oh never, oh never again
If I live to one hundred or aone hundred and ten
'Cause I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up
Oh never, oh never, oh never again
If I live to one hundred or aone hundred and ten
'Cause I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a pint of the Johnny Jump Up
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16. |
Health To The Company
04:07
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Kind friends and companions, come join me in rhyme
Come lift up your voices in chorus with mine;
Come lift up your voices all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again
Here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass;
Let us drink and be merry all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again
Here's a health to the dear lass that I love so well
For her style and her beauty, sure none can excel
There's a smile on her countenance as she sits on my knee
There's no man in this wide world as happy as me
Here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass;
Let us drink and be merry all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again
Our ship lies at anchor, she's ready to dock
I wish her safe landing, without any shock
If ever I should meet you by land or by sea
(I will always remember your kindness to me.)
Here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass;
Let us drink and be merry all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again
Here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass;
Let us drink and be merry all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again
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