Besedila

I’ve traveled all over this world And now to another I go And I know that good quarters are waiting To welcome old Rosin the Beau To welcome old Rosin the

The 14th day of February’s for Saint Valentine September 29th is when Saint Michael’s faithful dine On April 23rd we hail Saint George without restraint An

With fife and drum he marched away He would not heed what I did say He’ll not come back for many a day Johnny has gone for a soldier Chorus: Shule shule sh

Well it was Sunday Bloody Sunday When they shot the people there The cries of 13 martyrs Filled the Free Derry air Is there anyone amongst you Dare to blam

Bobby Sands was his name, He Died for the cause of Freedom A hunger strike they commenced, To fight for the right as Freemen In the Summer of 81′ Ten brave

Up among the heather on the hill a’ Benafee It was there I had a bonny wee lass sitting on my knee A bumblebee stung me well above the knee We rested down

He sits on the corner of old Beggar’s Bush A stride of an old packing crate And the three puppets dolls on the plank were dancing As he crooned with a smil

My name it is Robert, they call me Bob Pittman; I sail in the Ino with Skipper Tim Brown. I’m bound to have Dolly or Biddy or Molly as soon as I’m able to

Oh how lovely to be on the shores of Lough Ree On a beautiful mid summer’s morning Looking over the lake, as the bright waters break By the hills of the Co

They didn’t hear your music and they tore your paintings down They wouldn’t read your writing and they banned you from the town But they couldn’t stop you