Author name: beerbellycollection

Now boys, if you will listen, a story I’ll relate I’ll tell you of the noble men who from their foe escaped. Though bound with Saxon fetters in the dark Au

Wee Willie John McFadden was a loyal Ulster Prod Who thought that Ian Paisley was one step down from God He scorned the little children, in the backstreets

“Farewell To Eirin” I am a bold undaunted fox that never was before on tramp My rent, rate and taxes I was willing for to pay I made my name in fine good l

Fare thee well until we meet again down by the Liffey water I’ll bid larewell to Dublin and her streets of cobblestones I’m going away to leave you, my fri

Chorus: Fare thee well Enniskillen, fare thee well for a while To all your fair waters and every green isle Oh your green isle will flourish your fair wate

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 a ship to cross the raging mai

It was Christmas Eve babe In the drunk tank An old man said to me, won’t see another one And then he sang a song The Rare Old Mountain Dew And I turned my

Come tell me, dearest mother, what makes my father stay Or what can be the reason that he’s been so long away? Oh hold your tongue, my darling son, your te

Long long ago in this ancient land A battle took place where two hills now stand And on the plain there lay the slain For neither the battle was won So the

Come all you warriors and renowned nobles Give ear unto my warlike theme While I relate how brave Father Murphy He lately roused from his sleepy dream Sure