Oh the summer time is come
And the trees are sweetly blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather
Will ye go lassie go........
And we'll al lgo together
To pull wild mountain thyme
From around the blooming heather
Will ye go, lassie, go
I will build my love a bower
Near yon pure crystal fountain
And on it I will pile
All the flowers of the mountain
Will ye go lassie go........
And we'll al lgo together
To pull wild mountain thyme
From around the blooming heather
Will ye go, lassie, go
If my true love she were gone
I will surely find no other
Where wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather
Will ye go lassie go........
And we'll al lgo together
To pull wild mountain thyme
From around the blooming heather
Will ye go, lassie, go
Come all ye maidens young and fair
And you that are blooming in your prime
Always beware
And keep your garden fair
Let no man steal away your thyme
For thyme it is a precious thing
And thyme brings all things to an end
Thyme with all its flavours, along with all its joys
Thyme, brings all things to my mind
Once I and a bunch of thyme
I thought it never would decay
Then came a lusty sailor
Who chanced to pass my way
And stole my bunch of thyme away
For thyme it is a precious thing
And thyme brings all things to an end
Thyme with all its flavours, along with all its joys
Thyme, brings all things to my mind
The sailor gave to me a rose
A rose that never would decay
He gave it to me
To keep me reminded
Of when he stole my thyme away
For thyme it is a precious thing
And thyme brings all things to an end
Thyme with all its flavours, along with all its joys
Thyme, brings all things to my mind
In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow through the streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive O
Alive, alive O, alive, alive O
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive O
Alive, alive O, alive, alive O
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive O
She was a fishmonger and sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they wheeled their barrows through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive alive O
Alive, alive O, alive, alive O
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive O
Alive, alive O, alive, alive O
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive O
She died of a fever and sure no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow through the streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive O
Alive, alive O, alive, alive O
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive O
Alive, alive O, alive, alive O
Crying cockles and mussels alive, alive O
I am a true born Irishman
I'll never deny what I am
I was born in sweet Tipperary town
Three thousand miles away
Hurray me boys hurray
No more do I wish for to roam
For the sun it will shine in the harvest time
To welcome poor Paddy home
The girls they are gay and frisky
They'd take you by the hand
Saying Jimmy mo chroi will you come with me
To welcome poor Paddy home
Hurray me boys hurray
No more do I wish for to roam
For the sun it will shine in the harvest time
To welcome poor Paddy home
In came the foreign nation
And scattered all over the land
The horse, the cow, the goat, sheep and sow
Came into the stranger's hands
Hurray me boys hurray
No more do I wish for to roam
For the sun it will shine in the harvest time
To welcome poor Paddy home
The Scotsman can boast of the thistle
And England can boast of the rose
But Paddy can boast of the Emerald Isle
Where the dear little shamrock grows.
Hurray me boys hurray
No more do I wish for to roam
For the sun it will shine in the harvest time
To welcome poor Paddy home
In a neat little town they call Belfast, apprentice to trade I was bound
Many an hours sweet happiness, have I spent in that neat little town
A sad misfortune came over me, which caused me to stray from the land
Far away from my friends and relations, betrayed by the black velvet band
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the land
And her hair it hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
I took a stroll down Broadway
Intending not long for to stay
When who should I meet but this pretty fair maid
Come traipsing along the highway
She was both fair and handsome
Her neck it was white like a swan
And her hair, hung down from her shoulders
Held up with a black velvet band
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the land
And her hair it hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid
Met a gentleman as he passed by
sure , I knew she meant the doing of him
By the look in her roguish black eye
A gold watch she took from his pocket
And placed it right into my hand
And the very first thing that I said was
"What's this?" to the black velvet band
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the land
And her hair it hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
But before the Judge and the Jury
Next morning I had to appear
And the judge he says to me
"Young man, your case it is proven and clear
I'll give you seven years penal servitude
To be spent far away from the land
Far away from your friends and companions"
Betrayed by the black velvet band
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the land
And her hair it hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
So come all you jolly young fellows
A warning take from me
and if you go out on the town, me boys,
Beware of the pretty Colleens
They'll feed you with strong drink,my lads,
'Til you are unable to stand
And the very first thing that you'll know is
You've landed in Van Dieman's Land
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought she was queen of the land
Now I'm far away from my friends and companions
betrayed by the black velvet band
As I came down through Dublin City
At the hour of twelve at night
Who should I spy but a Spanish lady
Washing her feet by the candlelight
First she washed them, then she dried them
Over a fire of amber coals
In all me life I ne'er did see
A maid so sweet about the soul
Father diddle doo rum, doo rye, diddle eye
Father diddle doo rum, doo rye, day!
Father diddle doo rum, doo rye, diddle eye
Father diddle doo rum, doo rye, day!
As I came back through Dublin City
At the hour of half past eight
Who should I spy but the Spanish lady
Brushing her hair in the broad daylight
First she brushed it, then she tossed it
On her lap was a silver comb
In all me life I ne'er did see
A maid so fair since I did roam
Father diddle doo rum, doo rye, diddle eye
Father diddle doo rum, doo rye, day!
Father diddle doo rum, doo rye, diddle eye
Father diddle doo rum, doo rye, day!
As I returned to Dublin City
As the sun began to set
Who should I spy but a Spanish lady
Catching a moth, in a golden net
First she saw me, then she fled me
Lifted her petticoats o'er her knee
In all me life I ne'er did see
A maid so fair as the Spanish lady
Father diddle doo rum, doo rye, diddle eye
Father diddle doo rum, doo rye, day!
Father diddle doo rum, doo rye, diddle eye
Father diddle doo rum, doo rye, day!
Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates I'm takin a trip mates
I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green
As I walked by the dockside one evening so rare
To view the still waters and take the salt air
I heard an old fisherman singing this song,
Oh take me away boys, me time is not long
Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates I'm takin a trip mates
I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green
Oh in Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell
Where sailormen go if they don't go to hell
Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play
And the cold coast of Greenland is far far away
Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates I'm takin a trip mates
I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green
Where the skies are all clear and there's never a gale
And the fish jump on board with a swish of their tails
Where you lie at your leisure - there's no work to do
And the skipper's below making tea for the crew
Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates I'm takin a trip mates
I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green
And when you are docked and the long trip is through
There's pubs and there's clubs and there's lassies there too
Where the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free
And there's bottles of rum growin off every tree
Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates I'm takin a trip mates
I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green
Oh I don't want a harp nor a halo, not me
Just give me a breeze and a good rollin sea
And I'll play me auld squeezebox as we sail along
With the wind in the riggin to sing me this song
Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates I'm takin a trip mates
I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green
I'll tell me ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair and stole my comb
But that's alright till I go home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle of Dublin city
She is courting one, two, three
Pray would you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her
All the boys are fighting for her
They knock at the door
And they ring at the bell saying
"oh, my true love are you well"
Out she comes as white as snow
Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
Ol' Jenny Murray says she'll die
If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye
I'll tell me ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair and stole my comb
But that's alright till I go home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle of Dublin city
She is courting one, two, three
Pray would you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the breeze blow high
And the snow come falling from the sky
She's as sweet as apple pie
She'll get her own lad by and by
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma when she gets home
Let them all say as they will
It’s Albert Mooney she loves still
I'll tell me ma, when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair and stole my comb
But that's alright till I go home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle of Dublin city
She is courting one, two, three
Pray would you tell me who is she?
Now my name is Jock Stewart,
I'm a canny gun man,
And a roving young fellow I've been.
So be easy and free,
When you're drinkin' wi' me,
I'm a man you don't meet every day.
I have acres of land,
I have men at command,
I have always a shilling to spare.
So be easy and free,
When you're drinkin' wi' me,
I'm a man you don't meet every day.
So come fill up your glasses
Of brandy and wine,
And whatever the cost, I will pay.
So be easy and free,
When you're drinkin' wi' me,
I'm a man you don't meet every day.
I've been a Hell's Angel for many’s the year
and spent all me money on black leather gear
Now me bike it is rusty me arse it is sore
and I never will play the hell's angel no more
And it's no nay never
no nay never no more
will I play the hell's angel
no never no more
I went to a garage I used to frequent
and told the mechanic my crankshaft was bent
I asked him to fix it he answered me nay
saying that there's a Triumph we stock B.S.A.
And it's no nay never
no nay never no more
will I play the hell's angel
no never no more
I took from me pocket me Hitler Youth Knife
His eyes opened wide in the fear of his life
He said "I was joking please take what you like"
I said "Ta very much mate, I'll have a new bike"
And it's no nay never
no nay never no more
will I play the hell's angel
no never no more
The bike needed greasing, before I could ride
So I lay underneath it on the pavement outside.
It was then that I noticed, all around my bike
Seven pairs of boots with these bloody great spikes!.
And it's no nay never
no nay never no more
will I play the hell's angel
no never no more
And when I awoke with my head in a cast
I swore that was my first fight I'll make it my last
and when I am off this intensive care floor
I never will play the Hell's Angel no more
And it's no nay never
no nay never no more
will I play the hell's angel
no never no more
I dreamed a dream, the other night
The strangest dream of all
I dreamed I saw you kissing her
Behind the garden wall
And she said:
Little eyes I love you (honey!)
Little eyes I love you
I love you in the springtime and the fall
Little eyes I love you (honey!)
Little eyes I love you
I love you best of all.
I took my true love down the lane
Beneath the spreading pine
I put my arms around her waist
And pressed her lips to mine
And she said:
Little eyes I love you (honey!)
Little eyes I love you
I love you in the springtime and the fall
Little eyes I love you (honey!)
Little eyes I love you
I love you best of all.
I took her round to my back yard
To see my turtle dove
O tell me honey tell me true
Who is the one you love.
And she said:
Little eyes I love you (honey!)
Little eyes I love you
I love you in the springtime and the fall
Little eyes I love you (honey!)
Little eyes I love you
I love you best of all.
Farewell to Princes' landing stage
River Mersey fare thee well
I am bound for California,
A place I know right well
So fare thee well my own true love
When I return united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee
I have sailed with Burgess once before,
I think I know him well
If a man's a sailor he will get along,
if not then he's sure in hell
So fare thee well my own true love
When I return united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee
Farewell to Lower Frederick Street,
Anson Terrace and Park Lane
I am bound away for to leave you
And I'll never see you again
So fare thee well my own true love
When I return united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee
I am bound for California
By way of stormy Cape Horn
And I will write to thee a letter, love,
When I am homeward bound
So fare thee well my own true love
When I return united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee
I've shipped on a Yankee clipper ship,
"Davy Crockett" is her name
And Burgess is the captain of her
And they say that she's a floating hell
So fare thee well my own true love
When I return united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee
Once I loved with fond affection
All his thoughts they were of me
Until a dark girl did persuade him
Now he thinks no more of me
Now he's happy with another
One that has great gold in store
I poor girl am left brokenhearted
Left alone because I'm poor
Go and leave me if you wish, love
Never let me cross your mind
If you think I'm so unworthy
Go and leave me I don't mind
Many's the day, love, with you I've rambled
Many was the night that with you I've spent
I always thought you were mine forever
But now I know you were only lent
Go and leave me if you wish, love
Never let me cross your mind
If you think I'm so unworthy
Go and leave me I don't mind
Here's the ring, love, which first you gave me
When our hearts they were entwined
Give it to the dark haired lady
She’ll never know it once was mine.
Go and leave me if you wish, love
Never let me cross your mind
If you think I'm so unworthy
Go and leave me I don't mind
In South Australia I was born
Heave away, haul away
In South Australia round Cape Horn
We're bound for South Australia
Haul away you rolling kings
To me heave away, haul away
Haul away, you'll hear me sing
We're bound for South Australia
As I walked out one morning fair
'Twas there I met Miss Nancy Blair
I shook her up and I shook her down
I shook her round and round the town
I run her all night and I run her all day
And I run her until we sailed away
There ain't but one thing grieves me mind
To leave Miss Nancy Blair behind
And as we sail around Cape Horn
You'll wish to God you'd never been born
In South Australia my native land
Full of rocks and thieves and fleas and sand
I wish I was on Australia's strand
With a bottle of whiskey in my hand
Let grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy way
But give me enough of the fine old stuff that's made near Galway Bay
And policemen all from Donegal, Sligo and Leitrim too
Oh, we'll give them the slip and we'll take a sip
Of the rare old Mountain Dew
Hi di-diddly-idle-um, diddly-doodle-idle-um, diddly-doo-ri-diddlum-deh
Hi di-diddly-idle-um, diddly-doodle-idle-um, diddly-doo-ri-diddlum-deh
At the foot of the hill there's a neat little still
Where the smoke curls up to the sky
By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell
That there's poitin brewin' nearby
For it fills the air with an aura rare
And betwixt both me and you
As home you troll, you can take a bowl
Or a bucket of the Mountain Dew
Hi di-diddly-idle-um, diddly-doodle-idle-um, diddly-doo-ri-diddlum-deh
Hi di-diddly-idle-um, diddly-doodle-idle-um, diddly-doo-ri-diddlum-deh
Now learned men who use the pen
Have wrote your praises high
Of the rare poitin from Ireland green
Distilled from wheat and rye
Throw away your pills, it'll cure all ills
Of Pagan, Christian or Jew
So take off your coat and grease your throat
With the rare old Mountain Dew
Hi di-diddly-idle-um, diddly-doodle-idle-um, diddly-doo-ri-diddlum-deh
Hi di-diddly-idle-um, diddly-doodle-idle-um, diddly-doo-ri-diddlum-deh
The spring had come the flowers in bloom
The birds sang out their lay,
Down by a little running stream,
I first saw Maggie May.
My little witching Maggie,
Singing all the day ;
Oh ! how I loved her, none can tell,
My little Maggie May.
Her hair was gold, her eyes were blue,
And shining like the day
Her heart was ever pure and true
The heart of Maggie May
My little witching Maggie,
Singing all the day ;
Oh ! how I loved her, none can tell,
My little Maggie May.
And oh her voice was sweet and low
Like some angel play
I hear it everywhere I go
The voice of Maggy May
My little witching Maggie,
Singing all the day ;
Oh ! how I loved her, none can tell,
My little Maggie May.
The years have gone, my eyes are dim
My hair is scant and grey
But never shall I cease to love
My long lost Maggy May
My little witching Maggie,
Singing all the day ;
Oh ! how I loved her, none can tell,
My little Maggie May.
My sweetheart, come along!
Don’t you hear the fond song,
The sweet notes of the nightingale flow?
Don’t you hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale,
As she sings in the valley below?
As she sings in the valley below?
Pretty Betsy, don’t fail,
For I’ll carry your pail,
Safe home to your cot as we go;
You shall hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale,
As she sings in the valley below,
As she sings in the valley below.
Pray let me alone,
I have hands of my own;
Along with you I will not go,
To hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale,
As she sings in the valley below;
As she sings in the valley below;
Pray sit yourself down
With me on the ground,
On this bank where sweet primroses grow;
You shall hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale,
As she sings in the valley below;
As she sings in the valley below;
So she sat herself down
With him on the ground,
On the bank where the primroses grow;
And she heard the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale
As she sang in the valley below
As she sang in the valley below
The couple agreed;
To be married with speed,
And off to the church they did go.
No more she's afraid
For to walk in the shade,
Nor to lie in the valley below:
Nor to lie in the valley below
And away you Johnnie – My dear Annie
O you New York girls, can't you dance the polka
As I walked down the Broadway one evening in July
I met a maid who asked my trade – A sailor John - says I
To Tiffany's I took her, I did not mind expense
An' I bought her two gold ear-rings, and they cost me fifty cents
And away you Johnnie – My dear Annie
O you New York girls, can't you dance the polka
Says she - You lime-juice sailor, now see me home you may
But when we reached her cottage door, she unto me did say
"My flashman he's a Yankee, With his hair cut short behind
He wears a tarry jumper And he sails in the Black Ball Line."
And away you Johnnie – My dear Annie
O you New York girls, can't you dance the polka
"He's homeward bound this evening, And with me he will stay.
So get a move on, sailor-boy You'd best be on your way."
I kissed her hard and proper Before her flashman came
Saying "Fare you well you Bowery girl, I know your little game."
And away you Johnnie – My dear Annie
O you New York girls, can't you dance the polka
I wrapped my glad rags around me, And for the docks did steer
I'll never court another maid; I'll stick to rum and beer.
I joined a Yankee blood-boat And sailed away next morn
Don't ever fool around with gals, You're safer off Cape Horn
And away you Johnnie – My dear Annie
O you New York girls, can't you dance the polka
As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good old way
And who shall wear the starry crown
Good Lord, show me the way!
O sisters, let's go down,
Let's go down, come on down
O sisters, let's go down
Down in the river to pray
O brothers, let's go down …
O fathers, let's go down …
O mothers, let's go down …
O sinners, let's go down …
Well, there's a dark and a troubled side of life
There's a bright and a sunny side too
But if you meet with the darkness and strife
The sunny side we also may view
Keep on the sunny side, always on the sunny side
Keep on the sunny side of life
It will help us every day, it will brighten all the way
If we keep on the sunny side of life
Oh, the storm and its fury broke today
Crushing hopes that we cherish so dear
Clouds and storms will in time pass away
The sun again will shine bright and clear
Keep on the sunny side, always on the sunny side
Keep on the sunny side of life
It will help us every day, it will brighten all the way
If we keep on the sunny side of life
Let us greet with a song of hope each day
Though the moments be cloudy or fair
Let us trust in our Savior always
Who keepeth everyone in his care.
I'd rather be in Richmond in all the hail and rain
Then to be in Georgia, boys, wearing that ball and chain
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Way down the old plank road
I went down to Mobile to get on the gravel train
Very next thing they heard of me, had on the ball and chain
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Way down the old plank road
Doney, oh dear Doney, what makes you treat me so
Caused me to wear the ball and chain and now my ankles sore
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Way down the old plank road
Knoxville is a pretty place, Memphis is a beauty
If you want to see them pretty girls, now hop to Chattanoogie
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Way down the old plank road
I'm going to build me a scaffold on the mountain high
So I can see my pretty girl as she goes riding by
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Way down the old plank road
My wife died a Friday night, Saturday she was buried
Sunday was my courting day, and Monday I got married
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Way down the old plank road
Eighteen pounds of meat a week, whiskey here to sell
How can a young man stay at home, pretty girls look so well
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Won't get drunk no more!
Way down the old plank road
When Bonnie commanded his armies to stand
he levelled his cannon all over the land
he levelled his cannon his victory to gain
and slew my light horseman on the way comin' hame.
Broken hearted I'll wander broken hearted I'll remain
since my bonnie light horseman in the wars, was slain.
Broken hearted I'll wander broken hearted I'll remain
since my bonnie light horseman in the wars he was slain.
And the dove she laments for her mate as she flies
Say where in this world is my true love, she cries
Saying where in this world is there one to compare
With my bonny light horseman who was slain in the war
Broken hearted I'll wander broken hearted I'll remain
since my bonnie light horseman in the wars, was slain.
Broken hearted I'll wander broken hearted I'll remain
since my bonnie light horseman in the wars he was slain.
If I was a small bird and had wings to fly
I'd fly oer the ocean to where my love lies
and with my fond wings I'd beat over his grave
and kiss the pale lips lying cold in the clay.
Broken hearted I'll wander broken hearted I'll remain
since my bonnie light horseman in the wars, was slain.
Broken hearted I'll wander broken hearted I'll remain
since my bonnie light horseman in the wars he was slain.
In Banbridge Town in the County Down
One morning in 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
For to see I was really there.
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.
As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head,
And I looked with a feeling rare,
And I say's, say's 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.
It's Rosie 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 brown 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.
Molly dear, now did you hear the news that's goin' round?
Down in a corner of my heart a love is what you've found,
And ev 'ry time I look into your Irish eyes so blue,
They seem to whisper, "Darling boy, my love is all for you"
Oh, Molly, my Irish Molly, My sweet a cushla dear;
I'm fairly off my trolley, My Irish Molly, when you are near.
Spring time, you know is ring time, come dear and don't be slow,
Change your name, go out with game, Begorra wouldn't I do the same
My Irish Molly, O!
Molly dear, now did you hear I furnished up the flat
Three little cosy rooms with bath and "Welcome" on the mat;
It's five pounds down and two a week, we'll soon be out of debt
It's all complete except they haven't brought the cradle yet.
Oh, Molly, my Irish Molly, My sweet a cushla dear;
I'm fairly off my trolley, My Irish Molly, when you are near.
Spring time, you know is ring time, come dear and don't be slow,
Change your name, go out with game, Begorra wouldn't I do the same
My Irish Molly, O!
Molly dear, now did you hear what all the neighbors say
About the hundred dollars you have safely stowed away?
They say that's why I love you. Ah but Molly, that's a shame
If you had only ninety-nine, I'd love you just the same!
Oh, Molly, my Irish Molly, My sweet a cushla dear;
I'm fairly off my trolley, My Irish Molly, when you are near.
Spring time, you know is ring time, come dear and don't be slow,
Change your name, go out with game, Begorra wouldn't I do the same
My Irish Molly, O!
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
The other night dear, as I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms
When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken
And I hung my head and cried
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
I'll always love you and make you happy
If you will only say the same
But if you leave me to love another
You'll regret it all some day
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
You told me once dear, you really loved me
And no one else dear, could come between
But now you've left me and love another
You have shattered all my dreams
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
We are well met my friends in this place tonight
Though most of us are strangers to each other
The many paths that led us here, will mingle and unite
As we wa-lk down this sa-me road together
And so when the music starts, open up your heart
Let it soar like a lark in early morning
Sorrow, care or fear, tonight have no place here
They shall all soon disappear in the sound of singing
This crowded age we live in gives us little time or choice,
Small simple dreams they often are derided,
But tonight we shall sing in a common human voice,
Tonight we shall be undivided.
And so when the music starts, open up your heart
Let it soar like a lark in early morning
Sorrow, care or fear, tonight have no place here
They shall all soon disappear in the sound of singing
So for these few hours at least, let your spirit be released
May you find peace if peace is what you're seeking
The frantic ceaseless roar of the world outside our door
Shall this night fade before the sound of singing
And so when the music starts, open up your heart
Let it soar like a lark in early morning
Sorrow, care or fear, tonight have no place here
They shall all soon disappear in the sound of singing
It was pleasant and delightful
On a midsummer's morn
Where the green fields and meadows
Were buried in the corn
And the blackbirds and thrushes
Hang on every green tree
And the larks they sang melodious
At the dawning of the day
(And the larks they sang melodious) x 3
At the dawning of the day
Well a sailor an3d his true love
Were out walking one day
Said the sailor to his true love
I am bound for the Easy Indies
Where the loud cannons roar
And I'm le-aving my Nancy
She's the one that I adore
And I’m le-aving …
Said the Sailor to his true love
Well I must be on me way
The topsails are hoisted
And the anchors are weighed
Our big ship lies waiting for to sail on the tide
And if ever I return again
Then I'll make you my brid
And if ever …
Then the ring from her finger
She instantly drew
Saying take this dear Geordie
And me heart will go too
And as he was embracing her
Tears from her eyes fell
Saying may I go along with you
Oh no me love farewell
Saying may I …
So now I'll sing to you,
'Tis about a maiden fair
I met the other evening
In the corner of the square.
She had a dark and roving eye,
She was a charming rover,
And we rode all night
In the pale moonlight
Away down to Lamorna
'Twas down in Albert Square,
I never shall forget,
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
And the evening it was wet, wet, wet.
Her hair hung down in curls,
She was a charming rover,
And we rode all night
In the pale moonlight
Away down to Lamorna
As we got in the cab
I asked her for her name,
And when she gave it me,
Well, mine it was the same.
So I lifted up her veil,
For her face was covered over;
To my surprise it was my wife
I'd rode down to Lamorna
Twas down in Albert Square,
I never shall forget,
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
And the evening it was wet, wet, wet.
Her hair hung down in curls,
She was a charming rover,
And we rode all night
In the pale moonlight
Away down to Lamorna
She said, "I knowed 'ee well,
I knowed 'ee all the while,
I knowed you in the dark
And I did it for a lark (lark, lark).
And for that lark you'll pay,
For the roving of yer donor,
You'll pay the fare, I do declare,
Away down to Lamorna"
Twas down in Albert Square,
I never shall forget,
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
And the evening it was wet, wet, wet.
Her hair hung down in curls,
She was a charming rover,
And we rode all night
In the pale moonlight
Away down to Lamorna
General Taylor gained the day
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Well General Taylor gained the day
Carry him to his burying ground
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
Well I wish I was old Stormy's son
Walk him along, John, carry him along
I'd build a ship ten thousand tonne
Carry him to his burying ground
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
We'll load her up with ale and rum
Walk him along, John, carry him along
That every shellback should have some
Carry him to his burying ground
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
We'll dig his grave with a silver spade
Walk him along, John, carry him along
His shroud of finest silk is made
Carry him to his burying ground
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
We'll lower him down on a golden chain
Walk him along, John, carry him along
On every link we'll carve his name
Carry him to his burying ground
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
Well General Taylor's dead and gone
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Well General Taylor's dead and gone
Carry him to his burying ground
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me, way, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
Oh, we'd be alright if the wind was in our sails
We'd be alright if the wind was in our sails
We'd be alright if the wind was in our sails
And we'll all hang on behind...
And we'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
We'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
We'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
And we'll all hang on behind!
Oh, we'd be alright if we make it round The Horn
We'd be alright if we make it round The Horn
We'd be alright if we make it round The Horn
And we'll all hang on behind...
And we'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
We'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
We'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
And we'll all hang on behind!
Well a night on the town wouldn't do us any harm
A night on the town wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a night on the town wouldn't do us any harm
And we'll all hang on behind...
And we'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
We'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
We'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
And we'll all hang on behind!
Now, a nice big pizza wouldn't do us any harm
Oh, a nice big pizza wouldn't do us any harm
Woah, a nice big pizza wouldn't do us any harm
And we'll all hang on behind...
And we'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
We'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
We'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
And we'll all hang on behind!
And we'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
We'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
We'll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
And we'll all hang on behind!
Oh the work was hard and the wages low.
Leave her Johnny, Leave her.
I guess its time for us to go
And its time for us to leave her.
Leave her Johnny, leave her,
Oh leave her Johnny, leave her.
Oh the voyage is done and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her.
Oh I thought I heard the old man say,
Leave her Johnny, leave her.
Oh tomorrow you will get your pay
And it's time for us to leave her,
Leave her Johnny, leave her,
Oh, leave her Johnny, leave her,
Oh the voyage is done and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her.
The winds blew foul and the seas ran high.
Leave her Johnny, leave her.
We shipped up green and none went by
And it's time for us to leave her,
Leave her Johnny, leave her,
Oh leave her Johnny, leave her,
Oh the voyage is done and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her.
The mate was a bucco and the old man was a Turk.
Leave her Johnny, leave her.
And the boatswain was a begger with a middle name of work
And it's time for us to leave her.
Leave her Johnny, leave her,
Oh leave her Johnny, leave her.
Oh the voyage is done and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her.
The old man swears, and the mate swears too,
Leave her Johnny, leave her.
The crew all swear, and so would you
And it's time for us to leave her,
Leave her Johnny, leave her,
Oh leave her Johnny, leave her.
Oh the voyage is done and the winds don't blow
And its time for us to leave her.
The starboard pump is like the crew
Leave her Johnny, leave her.
It's all worn out and will not do
And it's time for us to leave her,
Leave her Johnny, leave her,
Oh leave her Johnny, leave her.
Oh the voyage is done and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her.
The rats have gone and we the crew
Leave her Johnny, leave her.
It's the time be-damned that we went too
And it's time for us to leave her,
Leave her Johnny, leave her,
Oh leave her Johnny, leave her.
Oh the voyage is done and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her.
Well I pray that we shall ne're more see
Leave her Johnny, leave her.
A hungry ship, the likes of she
And it's time for us to leave her,
Leave her Johnny, leave her,
Oh leave her Johnny, leave her.
Oh the voyage is done and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her.
Well an old man came courting me, hey ding-doorum dow
An old man came courting me, me being young
An old man came courting me, fain he would marry me
Maids when you're young never wed an old man
Because he's got no faloorum, faliddle aye oorum
He's got no faloorum, faliddle dal day
He's got no faloorum, he's lost his ding-doorum
So maids when you're young never wed an old man
When we went to church, hey ding-doorum dow
When we went to church, me being young
When we went to church, he left me in the lurch
Maids when you're young never wed an old man
When they played a serenade,hey ding-doorum dow
When they played a serenade, me being young
When they played a serenade, he said “Where’s my hearing aid?”
Maids when you’re young never wed an old man
When we went to bed, hey ding-doorum dow
When we went to bed, me being young
When we went to bed, he lay like he was dead
Maids when you're young never wed an old man
When he went to sleep, hey ding-doorum dow
When he went to sleep, me being young
When he went to sleep, out of bed I did creep
Into the arms of a handsome young man
I was just the age of sixteen when I first went on the drive
After six months hard labor, at home I did arrive
I courted with a pretty girl, t'was her caused me to roam
Now I'm just a river driver and I'm far away from home
I'll eat when I am hungry and I'll drink when I am dry
Get drunk whenever I'm ready, get sober by and by
And if this river don't drown me, it's down I'll mean to roam
For I'm a river driver and I'm far away from home
I'll build a lonesome castle upon some mountain high
Where she can sit and view me as I go passing by
Where she can sit and view me as I go marching on
For I'm a river driver and I'm far away from home
I'll eat when I am hungry and I'll drink when I am dry
Get drunk whenever I'm ready, get sober by and by
And if this river don't drown me, it's down I'll mean to roam
For I'm a river driver and I'm far away from home
When I am old and feeble and in my sickness lie
Just wrap me up in a blanket and lay me down to die
Just get a little bluebird to sing for me alone
For I'm a river driver and I'm far away from home
I'll eat when I am hungry and I'll drink when I am dry
Get drunk whenever I'm ready, get sober by and by
And if this river don't drown me, it's down I'll mean to roam
For I'm a river driver and I'm far away from home
Come fill up your glasses and let us be merry,
For to rob and to plunder it is our intent
As we roam through the valley
Where the lily and the roses
And the beauty of Cashmere lay drooping its head.
Then away, then away, then away
To those caves in yonder mountain where the robbers retreat.
We come from yonder mountain, and our pistols are loaded,
And we'll rob and we'll plunder as is our intent.
As we roam through the valley
Where the lily and the roses
And the beauty of Cashmere lay drooping its head.
Then away, then away, then away
To those caves in yonder mountain where the robbers retreat.
Hark, hark, in the distance there's footsteps approaching.
Stand, stand and deliver, it is our watch cry.
As we roam through the valley
Where the lily and the roses
And the beauty of Cashmere lay drooping its head.
Then away, then away, then away
To those caves in yonder mountain where the robbers retreat.
Take your gold and your silver, or your life if resisted.
We'll scorn at your outrage and laugh at your threats.
As we roam through the valley
Where the lily and the roses
And the beauty of Cashmere lay drooping its head.
Then away, then away, then away
To those caves in yonder mountain where the robbers retreat.
Come fill up your glasses and let us be merry
Whilst the moonbeams are shining right over our bed.
As we roam through the valley
Where the lily and the roses
And the beauty of Cashmere lay drooping its head.
Then away, then away, then away
To those caves in yonder mountain where the robbers retreat.
Ye canny shove yer granny off a bus PUSH PUSH!
Ye canny shove yer granny off a bus PUSH PUSH!
Ye canny shove yer granny
Cause she's yer mammie's mammie
Ye canny shove yer granny off a bus.
PUSH PUSH!
We'll all go round to see her after school HULLO GRANNY! x2
We'll all go round to see her x2
We'll all go round to see her after school
HULLO GRANNY! PUSH PUSH!
She'll feed us mince and tatties when we go YUM YUM! x2
She'll feed us mince and tatties x2
She'll feed us mince and tatties when we go
YUM YUM! HULLO GRANNY! PUSH …
Ma granny wears an awfully woolly vest SCRATCH SCRATCH! x2
Ma granny wears a vest x2
Ma granny wears an awfully woolly vest
SCRATCH SCRATCH!YUM YUM! …
Ye canny eat yer porridge wi a fork SLURP SLURP x2
Ye canny eat yer porridge x2
Ye canny eat yer porridge wi a fork
SLURP SLURP! SCRATCH SCRATCH! ..
Ye canny shove yer granny off a bus AYE YE CAN! x2
Ye canny shove yer granny
Cause she's yer mammie's mammie
Ye canny shove yer granny off a bus.
AYE YE CAN! SLURP SLURP! …
A German Clockwinder to Dublin once came
Benjamin Fuchs was the old German’s name
And as he was making his way ‘round the strand
He played on his flute and the music was grand
Singing “Too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-li-ay
Too-ra-li, oo-ra-li, oo-ra-li-ay”
Singing “Too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-li-ay
Too-ra-li, oo-ra-li, oo-ra-li-ay”
There was a young lady in Grosvenor Square
Who said that her clock was in need of repair
In walked the German and to her delight
In less than five minutes, he had her clock right
Singing “Too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-li-ay
Too-ra-li, oo-ra-li, oo-ra-li-ay”
Singing “Too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-li-ay
Too-ra-li, oo-ra-li, oo-ra-li-ay”
And as they were sitting right down on the floor
There came a very loud knock on the door
In walked her husband and great was his shock
To see that old German wind up his wife’s clock
Singing “Too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-li-ay
Too-ra-li, oo-ra-li, oo-ra-li-ay”
Singing “Too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-li-ay
Too-ra-li, oo-ra-li, oo-ra-li-ay”
The husband, says he “Now look here, Mary-Anne:
Don’t let that old German come in here again!
He wound up your clock and left mine on the shelf.
If your clock needs winding I’ll wind it meself!”
Singing “Too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-li-ay
Too-ra-li, oo-ra-li, oo-ra-li-ay”
Singing “Too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-lam-a-lam-a, too-ra-li-ay
Too-ra-li, oo-ra-li, oo-ra-li-ay”
My sweetheart has gone and I'm so lonely
She said that she and I were through
So I started out drinking for past time
Drivin' nails in my coffin over you
I'm just drivin' nails in my coffin
Everytime I drink a bottle of booze
I'm just drivin' nails in my coffin
Lord I'm drivin' those nails over you
Now ever since the day that we've parted
I've been so sad and so blue
I'm always thinking of you love
and I just can't quit drinking that old booze
I'm just drivin' nails in my coffin
Everytime I drink a bottle of booze
I'm just drivin' nails in my coffin
Lord I'm drivin' those nails over you
Now you've turned me down you don't want me
There's nothing now I can lose
I'm just drivin' those nails in my coffin
And worryin' my darlin' over you
I'm just drivin' nails in my coffin
Everytime I drink a bottle of booze
I'm just drivin' nails in my coffin
Lord I'm drivin' those nails over you
Oh we ain't got a barrel of money
Maybe we're ragged and funny
But we'll travel along
Singing a song
Side by side
I don't know what's coming tomorrow
Maybe it's trouble and sorrow
But we'll travel the road
Sharing our load
Side by side
Through all kinds of weather
What if the sky should fall
Just as long as we're together
It really doesn't matter at all
When they've all had their quarrels and parted
We'll be the same as we started
Just traveling along
Singing a song
Side by side
On the banks of the Roses me love and I sat down
And I took out me fiddle for to play me love a tune
And in the middle of the tune-o she smiled and she said:
"Ere Johnny, lovely Johnny won't ya leave me"
Well, when I was a young one I heard me father say
That he'd rather see me dead and buried in the clay
Sooner than be married to any runaway
By the lovely sweet banks of the Roses
On the banks of the Roses me love and I sat down
And I took out me fiddle for to play me love a tune
In the middle of the tune-o she smiled and she said:
"Ere Johnny, lovely Johnny won't ya leave me"
Well, then I am no runaway and soon I'll let them know
That I can take a bottle or can leave it alone
And if her daddy doesn't like it he can keep his daughter at home
And young Johnny will go rovin' with another
On the banks of the Roses me love and I sat down
And I took out me fiddle for to play me love a tune
And in the middle of the tune-oh, she smiled and she said:
"Ere Johnny, lovely Johnny won't ya leave me"
Last night as I slept
I dreamt I met with Behan
I shook him by the hand
And we passed the time of day
When questioned on his views
On the crux of life's philosophies
He had but these few
Clear and simple words to say:
I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
I have cursed, bled and sworn
Jumped bail and landed up in jail
Life has often tried to stretch me
But the rope always was slack
And now that I've a pile
I'll go down to the Chelsea
I'll walk in on my feet
But I'll leave there on my back
Oh the words that he spoke
Seemed the wisest of philosophies
There's nothing ever gained
By a wet thing called a tear
When the world is too dark
And I need the light inside of me
I'll go into a bar and drink
Fifteen pints of beer
I’m a rover, seldom sober
I’m a rover, high degree
It’s when I’m drinking, I’m always thinking
How to gain my love’s company
Thought the night be dark as dungeon
Not a star to be seen above
I will be guided without a stumble
Into the arms of my own true love
I crept up to her bedroom window
Kneeling gently upon a stone
Then I rapped at her bedroom window
“Darling dear, do you lie alone?”
It’s only me, your own true lover
Open the door and let me in
For I have come on a long night’s journey
And I’m drenched through to the skin
She opened the door with the greatest pleasure
Opened the door and let me in
We both shook hands and embraced each other
‘Til the morning we lay as one
The cocks were crowing the birds were whistling
The streams ran freely about the brea
Remember lass I’m a ploughman laddie
And the farmer I must obey
And now my love, I must go and leave thee
Though the mountains be high above
I will climb them with the greatest pleasure
Now that I’ve been with my own true love
Begone from the window, my love, oh my love.
Begone from the window, my dear;
For the wind and the rain,
Have brought him back again
And you'll get no lodging here !
Begone from the window, my love, oh my love.
Begone from the window, my dear;
For the wind is in the west,
And the Cuckoo's in the nest
And you'll get no lodging here !
Begone from the window, you rogue, oh you rogue.
Begone from the window, d'ye hear;
For my wife has proved untrue,
So I throw her out to you,
And you'll get no lodging here!
Standing on the corner with the lowdown blues
A great big hole in the bottom of my shoes
Honey let me be your salty dog
Let me be your salty dog
Or I won’t be your man at all
Honey let me be your salty dog
Look it here Sal, I know you
Run down stocking and a wore out shoe
Honey let me be your salty dog
Down in the wildwood sitting on a log
Finger on the trigger and an eye on the hog
Honey let me be your salty dog
Pulled the trigger and the gun set go
The shot fell over in Mexico
Honey let me be your salty dog
Bury me beneath the willow
Under the weeping willow tree
So she will know where I am sleeping
And perhaps she’ll weep for me
My heart is sad I am lonely
For the only one I love
When shall I see her oh no never
‘Til we meet in heaven above
Bury me beneath the willow
Under the weeping willow tree
So she will know where I am sleeping
And perhaps she’ll weep for me
She told me that she dearly loved me
How could I believe it untrue
Until the angels softly whispered
She will prove untrue to you
Bury me beneath the willow
Under the weeping willow tree
So she will know where I am sleeping
And perhaps she’ll weep for me
Tomorrow was to be our wedding
God oh God where can she be
She’s out a courting with another
And no longer cares for me
Bury me beneath the willow
Under the weeping willow tree
So she will know where I am sleeping
And perhaps she’ll weep for me
Farewell and adieu, to you Spanish Ladies,
Farewell and adieu, to you ladies of Spain;
For we’ve received orders for to sail for old England,
But we hope in a short time to see you again.
We’ll rant and we’ll roar like true British sailors,
We’ll rant and we’ll roar all on the high sea.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.
We hove our ship to with the wind from sou’west, boys
We hove our ship to, deep soundings to take;
‘Twas forty-five fathoms, with a white sandy bottom,
So we squared our main yard and up channel did make.
We’ll rant and we’ll roar like true British sailors,
We’ll rant and we’ll roar all on the high sea.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.
We’ll rant and we’ll roar like true British sailors,
We’ll rant and we’ll roar all on the salt sea.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.
We’ll rant and we’ll roar like true British sailors,
We’ll rant and we’ll roar all on the high sea.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.
The first land we sighted was call-ed the Dodman,
Next Rame Head off Plymouth, Start Portsmouth and Wight;
We sailed by Beachy, by Fairlight and Dover,
And then we bore up for the South Foreland light.
We’ll rant and we’ll roar like true British sailors,
We’ll rant and we’ll roar all on the high sea.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.
Then the signal was made for the grand fleet to anchor,
And all in the Downs that night for to lie;
Let go your shank painter, cut loose your cat stopper!
Haul up your clew garnets, let tack and sheet fly!
We’ll rant and we’ll roar like true British sailors,
We’ll rant and we’ll roar all on the high sea.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.
Now, let ev−ry man drink off his full bumper,
And let ev−ry man drink off his full glass;
We−ll drink and be jolly and drown melancholy,
And here−s to the health of each true-hearted lass.
We’ll rant and we’ll roar like true British sailors,
We’ll rant and we’ll roar all on the high sea.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty five leagues.