Author name: beerbellycollection

Now good fortunes wheel let its ball roll roond, A Nation’s rise that yince was doon So it’s time to sing a rebel tune For the Eskimo Republic Chorus: Wher

In search of the good life the pilgrims set sail And all through the new land they blazed a brave trail The iron horse speeding down freshly laid trail Bro

He came in the mist of a cold winter’s morning Down from his horse and he knocked on the door The eyes that looked out they were darkened by terror He coul

I’ll tell you a story of a row in the town, When the green flag went up and the Crown rag came down, ‘Twas the neatest and sweetest thing ever you saw, And

One evening so late as I rambled On the banks of a clear purling stream, I sat down on a bank of primroses, And so gently fell into a dream. I dreamed I be

(FARE THEE WELL ENNISKILLEN) Our troop was made ready at the dawn of the day From lovely Enniskillen they were marching us away. They put us then on board

When, like the dawning day Eileen Aroon Love sends his early ray Eileen Aroon. What makes his dawning glow Changeless through joy and woe Only the constant

“Oh who is without That with passionate shout Keeps beating my bolted door?” “I am Ned of the Hill Forspent wet and chill From long trudging marsh and moor

The checkpoints and the baracades, have all been taken down As again I walk the streets of my native Derry Town Along its lonely allyways , and bustling ne

T’was down by Christ Church that I first met Annie A neat little girl and not a bit shy She told me her father who came from Dungannon Would take her back