Besedila

Dark and rainy is the night, There’s no a star in a’ the carry; Lightnings gleam athwart the lift, And the cauld winds drive wi’ winter’s fury. O! are ye s

I had a true love, if ever a girl had one I had a true love, a brave lad was he One fine Easter morning, with his gallant comrades He started away for to s

Chorus: Burke and Hare were a terrible pair, their deeds were beyond belief They worked underground in Edinburgh town, the cruelest kind of thief Aye they

Edward of England northwards did ride Will yon Scotsman fight was the question that he cried Will yon Scotsman fight, aye in darkness or daylight We shall

When I was young I used to be as fine a man as ever you’d see Til the Prince of Wales he said to me: “Come and join the British army” Toora loora loora loo

A long time ago, way back in history, when all there was to drink was nothin but cups of tea. Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mops, and he invented

‘Tis of a brave young highwayman This story I will tell His name was Willie Brennan And in Ireland he did dwell It was on the Kilwood Mountain He commenced

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

I was born in a Dublin Street where the Loyal drums did beat And those loving English feet they walked all over us And every single night when Da would com

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