Besedila

When Jimmy played harmonica in the pub where I was born He played it from the night time to the peaceful early morn He soothed the souls of psychos and the

You darling girls of Bagaduce who live along the shore ‘Tis little do you think or know what sailors do endure Or if you did, you would treat them with mor

Near to Banbridge town, in the County Down one morning in July Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen and she smiled as she passed me by Oh she looked so

If you go down to the woods today You’re sure of a big surprise. If you go down to the woods today You’d better go in disguise. For ev’ry bear that ever th

Chorus: This land is your land, this land is my land From the northern highlands, to the western islands From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of free De

Wee Willie John McFadden was a loyal Orange prod, Who thought that Ian Paisley was just one step down from God. He thought that they ate the children in th

My father sailed away, and the band played tunes of glory A giant man with ribbons and bedeviled dignity. A regimental sergeant the back bone of the Empire

There’s a tear in your eye and I’m wondering why For it never should be there at all With such power in your smile sure a stone you’d beguile So never a te

Ye Jacobites by name give an ear, give an ear Ye Jacobites by name give an ear Ye Jacobites by name your faults I will proclaim Your doctrines I must blame

Bill Staines All god’s creatures got a place in the choir Some sing low and some sing higher Some sing out loud on the telephone wire Some just clap their