Author name: beerbellycollection

Chorus: In the city of Chicago As the evening shadows fall There all people dreaming Of the hills of Donegal Eighteen forty-seven was the year it all began

Oh my name is Francis Toliver I come from Liverpool, Two years ago the war waiting for me after school To Belgium, and to Flanders, to Germany to here, I f

Over in McCann’s there’s a grand type of dance band a-playing And they’re spinnin’ out the Continental Céilí, They’re comin’ in their cars from the bars ov

O, Scotland hesna got a King, And hesna got a Queen. For ye canny hae the saicint Liz When the first yin’s never been. Chorus: Nae liz the Twa, nae Lillibe

The west winds blow to Coshieville And with the winds came we And where the river hugs the wood And blackthorns bloom in spring There stood a single rowan

Chorus: Ally Bally Ally Bally Bee Sittin’ on your mammy’s knee Greetin’ for a wee bawbee (greetin’ – crying; bawbee – halfpenny) Tae buy some Coulter’s can

Come Irish men both young and stern With adventure in your soul There are better ways to spend the day Than working down a hole Chorus: I was tall and true

Come all ye dry land sailors bold and listen to my song There only forty verses so I won’t detain you long ‘Tis all about the history of a bold young Irish

Come and sit my little son upon you daddy’s knee You’re almost ten and you’re growing up in a land so wide and free You asked me just this afternoon about

I’ve been taking advice on the right things to eat since shortly before I was born From the National dried milk and the cod liver oil to powdered rhinocero