(Richard Thompson). . This old house is a tumbling down. The walls are gone but the roof is sound. The 3. deaf, he can never be found. It's time to ring some changes.
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.
Yonder stands a pretty little maid. who she is I do not know. I'll go and caught her for her beauty. let her run, say yes or no. Why do I wish for so much beauty.
In the Village of Kildoran lived a maiden young and fair. Her eyes, they shone like diamonds, she had long and golden hair,. the countryman came riding up to her daddy`s gate,.
Close to Banbridge town, in the county Down. One morning last July. Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen. And she smiled as she passed me by;. She looked so neat from her two bare feet,.
Ain't gonna work on the railroad. Ain't gonna work on the farm,. Gonna lay 'round the track till the mail train comes back. Then I'll roll in my sweet baby's arms..
There were three gypsies a come to my door,. And down stairs ran this a-lady, O.. One sang high and another sang low. And the other sang bonny bonny Biscay O.
Ye Jacobites by name, give an ear, give an ear!. Ye Jacobites by name, give an ear,. Ye Jacobites by name,. Your fautes I will proclaim,. Your doctrines I maun blame - you shall hear!.
oh well there wouldn`t be a sailor lad a sailin`on the main. to gain the good will of his captain`good name. he came ashore on evening for to be. and that was the beginning of my own true love and me.
Left him up and carry him along. Fire Maringo, fire him away. Lay him in the hole where he belong. Fire Maringo, fire him away. . Lay him down in the hole below.
What should we do with the drunken sailor 3x. early in the morning. Ho hey up she rises 3x. early in the morning. . Hoist him aboard with a running bowline 3x.
Lived a lady by the north sea shore. lay the band tae the bonny broom. two daughters wear the beirn she bore. fa la la la la la la. . One she was bright as the sun.
Black is the color of my true love`s hair. Her lips are like some roses fair. She`s the sweetest face and the gentlest hands.. I love the ground wheron she stands.
Yeah, HC mutha fuckin' P nigga hypnotized mutha fuckin' Mindz bitch. For you mutha fuckin' Rinky Dink Records up out there. Y'all know who y'all is, there's a bunch of you mutha fucka's.
Of all the trades in England the beggin' is the best. For when a beggar's tired, he can lay him down and rest. . And a-beggin' I will go-o-o. And a-beggin' I will go.
When I was a wee thing and easy led astray. It's before I would work, I would rather sport and play. It's before I would work, I would rather sport and play.
Who the crunkest in this motherfucker?. (Folks on the right). Who the crunkest in this motherfucker?. (People on the left). (People on the left). (People on the left).
And who are you, me pretty fair maid. And who are you, me honey?. And who are you, me pretty fair maid. And who are you, me honey?. She answered me quite modestly,.
Yo g, what would you do. If all of a sudden you woke up one morning. And the world was ending, man. (ha, I'm checkin' in man, haha). This life is just....
What you looking for, what you looking for, what you need? (chorus 8x). . (juicy j). It's about 7:30, a nigga out there early early. I'm on the ? burna? phone, just got paged by a curly curly.