Author name: beerbellycollection

In days of old in a kingdom bold, there lived a fearsome dragon. And the King he was in great distress and the countries spirits flagoned. Until one day th

A prudent thief should never drink so much that he becomes bold. Because a thief who boasts and brags will rarely live to grow old. For silence is a thief’

It was on a sunday Evening The sun shone in the sky As he walked on his way to the Gaelic ground Never thinking he was going to die As he crossed the check

Four gleaming scythes in the sunshine swaying, Through the deep hush of a summer´s day, Before their edges four stout men sweeping In tuneful measure the f

In an Irish country home, One evening long ago Sat an old man and his little daughter Nell Said the girl with Irish glee, as she played upon his knee You p

Shane MacGowan One summer evening drunk to hell I sat there nearly lifeless An old man in the corner sang Where the water lilies grow And on the jukebox Jo

Bill Staines All god’s creatures got a place in the choir Some sing low and some sing higher Some sing out loud on the telephone wire Some just clap their

(James Connolly) Come workers, sing a rebel song, a song of love and hate, Of love unto the lowly, and of hatred to the great The great who trod our father

Brian O’Higgins (sarcasm) Boys, O Boys! Listen here to me, We´re going to live in a State that´s Free, Good English citizens all we´ll be; And friends of t

Armed for the battle kneel we before thee Bless thou our our banners,God for the brave!! Ireland is living! Shout we exulant Ireland is waking hands grasp