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The night hawk flies and the owl cries as we’re driving down the road Listening to the music on the all night radio show The announcer comes on says, “if y

When boyhood’s fire was in my blood I read of ancient freemen For Greece and Rome who bravely stood Three hundred men and three men And then I prayed I yet

Have you heard about the big strong man? He lived in a caravan. Have you heard about the Jeffrey Johnson fight? Oh, Lord what a hell of a fight. You can ta

He was stranded in some tiny town of fair Prince Edward Island Waiting for a ship to come and find him A one-horse place, a friendly face, some coffee and

From East to West, from North to South, They tried to hunt the column out But the tans were forced to go without The boys of Barry’s Column In armoured car

In 1803 we sailed out to sea Out from the sweet town of Derry For Australia bound if we didn’t all drown And the marks of our fetters we carried In our rus

Chorus: The smell on Patrick’s Bridge is wicked How does Faher Matthew stick it? Here’s up them all says the boys of Fair hill Come boys, spend a day with

Come Irish men both young and stern With adventure in your soul There are better ways to spend the day Than working down a hole Chorus: I was tall and true

The October winds lament around the castle of Dromore Yet peace is in her lofty halls, my loving treasure store Though autumn leaves may droop and die, a b

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