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Methinks I see a host of craft. Spreading their sails alee. Down the Humber they do glide. All bound for the Northern Sea. Me thinks I see on each small craft.
Come all ye young rebels, and list while I sing,. For the love of one's country is a terrible thing.. It banishes fear with the speed of a flame,. And it makes us all part of the patriot game..
The Old Orange Flute. In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon. Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in. Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade.
The Lowlands of Holland. The love that I have chosen was to my heart's content.. The salt sea shall be frozen before that I repent.. Repent it I shall never until the day I die.
The Men of the West. (William Rooney). When you honor in song and in story. The names of the patriot men,. Whose valor has covered with glory. Full many a mountain and glen,.
We're the D-Day Dodgers, way off in Italy. Always on the vino, always on the spree;. Eighth Army scroungers and their tanks,. We live in Rome, among the Yanks..
1 * * 57. Who will plow the field now, and who will sow the corn. 1 * * 57. Who will wash the sheep now, and keep them neatly shorn. 4 1 * 57. The stack that's in the haggard, un-touched it may re-main.
THE BRAES O' BALQUIDDHER (Wild Mountain Thyme). 1. Oh, the summer time is coming,. And the trees are sweetly blooming,. And the wild mountain thyme. grows around the blooming heather..
When I was young, I had no sense,. I bought a fiddle for eighteen pence.. The only tune that it would play. Was Over the Hills and Far Away.. So early in the morning,.
I sowed the seeds of love. I sowed them in the springtime. Gathered them up in the morning so soon. While small birds sweetly sing. While small birds sweetly sing.
Rockin' The Cradle. On a bright summer's evening I chanced to go roving. Down by the clear river I rollicked along.. I heard an old man making sad lamentation;.
MY JOHNNY LAD. I bought a wife in Edinburgh. For a bawbie;. And then I got a farthing back. To buy terbaccer wi'. cho: And wi' you, and wi' you, and wi' you, my Johnny lad,.
Now Jack was a sailor who roamed on the town. And she was a damsel who skipped up and down. Said the damsel to Jack as she passed him by. Would you care for to purchase some.
Mush Mush. Oh, 'twas there I learned readin' and writin',. At Bill Brackett's where I went to school,. And 'twas there I learned howlin' and fightin'.
Heel yo ho, boys; let her go, boys;. Bring her head round, into the weather,. Heave her ho, boys,let her go, boys. Sailing homeward to Mingulay. What care we though, white the Minch is?.
MOSES RI-TOORAL-I-AY. (Brain O'Higgins). The policeman walked out, oh, so proud on his beat. When a vision came to him of stripes on his sleeve;. "Promotion," he whispered, "I'll try for today,.
MAID OF THE SWEET BROWN KNOWE. Come all ye lads and lasses, and hear my mournful tale,. Ye tender hearts that weep for love to sigh you will not fail,.