Besedila

Do you fancy a night at the dancing wi’ me The band in the town hall’s the finest you’ll see If there’s no’ another place you’d rather be Then come to the

It was on a sunday Evening The sun shone in the sky As he walked on his way to the Gaelic ground Never thinking he was going to die As he crossed the check

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

You can sing of all your sport’n hero’s like Mr. McGrath and the rest But there’s a horse in the county of Wicklow that’s beaten all of the best The slowes

On the twentieth day of November, the day that the tans left Macroom. they were loaded in two crossley tenders not knowing that they’d meet their doom But

Come gather round me one and all My song to you I’ll sing, In memory of a brave young Irishman, Who would not concede defeat, From his stand would not retr

Far away from the land of the Shamrock and heather In search of a living, as exiles we roam But whenever we chance to assemble together We think of the lan

Chorus: Ally Bally Ally Bally Bee Sittin’ on your mammy’s knee Greetin’ for a wee bawbee (greetin’ – crying; bawbee – halfpenny) Tae buy some Coulter’s can

You landsmen all on you I call You heroes stout and brave That are inclined to cross the seas Your homelands now to leave Come join with Captain Coulston T

Come single belle and beau, unto me pay attention Don’t ever fall in love, tis the devil’s own invention For once I fell in love with a maiden so bewitchin