Author name: beerbellycollection

Well, weren’t we the rare oul stock spent the evening getting locked Up in the Ace o hearts where the high stools were engaging Over the Butt Bridge down t

In the lowland of Creggan there lives a white hare As swift as the swallow that flies through that air You may tramp the world over but none can compare Wi

It was early, early in the spring The birds did whistle and sweetly sing Changing their notes from tree to tree And the song they sang was “Ould Ireland Fr

“Good men and true, in this house do dwell, to a stranger bouchal(boy) I pray you tell, Is the priest at home? Or may he be seen? I would speak a word with

The winter it has passed And the summer’s come at last The small birds are singing in the trees And their little hearts are glad Ah, but mine is very sad S

Im the lad that likes the drink the truth Ill tell to you But times are hard I canna work Im signin on the brew Rikki too dum day too dum day rikki rikki t

A dragon has come to our village today. We’ve asked him to leave, but he won’t go away. Now he’s talked to our king and they worked out a deal. No homes wi

I just down from the Isle of Skye I’m no very big but I’m awful shy All the lassies shout as I walk by, “Donald, Where’s Your Trousers?” Let the wind blow

Here’s a health to the Queen and a lasting peace, To faction an end, to wealth increase; Come, let us drink it while we have breath, For there’s no drinkin

What will we do with a drunken sailor? What will we do with a drunken sailor? What will we do with a drunken sailor? Early in the morning! Way hay and up s