Besedila

Where Lagan stream sings lullaby There blows a lily fair The twilight gleam is in her eye The night is on her hair And like a love-sick lennan-shee She has

Chorus: Oh, Maggie, Maggie Mae, they have taken you away And you’ll never walk down Lang Street anymore You robbed so many sailors, and the captains of the

If you listen, I’ll sing you a sweet little song Of a flower that’s now drooped and dead, Yet dearer to me, yes, than all of its mates Tho’ each holds alof

Chorus: Armored cars and tanks and guns came to take away our sons! But every man must stand behind the men behind the wire! Through the little streets of

Take me back to Dublin, across the Irish Sea Just one night in that fair city, to see again that sweet Kathleen It’s well that I remember, that night in Me

The day I met O’Reilly it was 32 below; The sparks were flying off me pick, I was up to me neck in snow. His footsteps shook the basement slab, I saw the s

Some friends and I in a public house Was playing a game of chance one night When into the pub a fireman ran His face all a chalky white. “What’s up”, says

Well it seems when he came over things were fairly looking up Played full forward for Mountbellew when they won the county cup Young Barrett’s gone to Bost

From Derry quay we sailed away On the 23rd of May We were taken on board by a pleasant crew Bound for Americay Fresh water there we did take on Five thousa

Oh! My boat can safely float in the teeth of wind and weather And outrace the fastest hooker between Galway and Kinsale When the black floor of the ocean a