Besedila

About a maid I’ll sing this song sing rickety tickety tin … who did not have her family long Not only did she do them wrong. She did everyone of them in.

I am a young maiden, my story is sad For once I was courted by a brave sailin’ lad He courted me strongly, by night and by day Oh, but now he has left me,

Cope sent a challenge from Dunbar saying Charlie meet me an’ ye daur An’ I’ll learn ye the art o’ war if ye’ll meet me in the morning Hey Johnny Cope are y

O’ my name is Joe McDonnell From Belfast town I came That city I will never see again For in that town of Belfast I spent many happy days I love that town

I am a bold bush ranger, Ned Kelly is my name My band is known and feared across the great Australian plain From Adelaide to Darwin and from Perth to Port

I was born about ten thousand years ago In Bellmullet in the County of Mayo It was me that chased the vermin, while St. Patrick preached the sermon And I’l

We sailed out of Dunmore, Michelmas gone by Cowhides and wool and live cargo Twenty young wild geese Ready fledged to fly Sailing for the Lowlands Low Chor

The lark in the morning she arises from her nest And she ascends all in the air with the dew upon her breast And with the pretty ploughboy she’ll whistle a

With your toor-ri-ya fol da-diddle-ya Toor-ri toor-ri toor-ri-ya Now, Mrs. McGrath, Dr. Tierney did brag, Send your so up to college where he can study Ag

Some boyos when they go out courtin’ Sure they haven’t the spunk of a mouse They’ll stand on the corner and whistle They’re afraid to go into the house But