CLARE’S DRAGOONS
When, on Ramillies’ bloody field, The baffled French were forced to yield, The victor Saxon backward reeled Before the charge of Clare’s dragoons. The flag
When, on Ramillies’ bloody field, The baffled French were forced to yield, The victor Saxon backward reeled Before the charge of Clare’s dragoons. The flag
Here’s a health to the Queen and a lasting peace, To faction an end, to wealth increase; Come, let us drink it while we have breath, For there’s no drinkin
One fine sunny evening last summer I was straying along by the sea When a pair of quare playboys a-roving before me I happened to see Now to learn what the
O flower of Scotland when will we see your likes again That fought and died for your wee bit hill and glen And stood against them Proud Edward’s army And s
Now boys, if you will listen, a story I’ll relate I’ll tell you of the noble men who from their foe escaped. Though bound with Saxon fetters in the dark Au
Nobody knows the answers, As the dark clouds keep rolling each day Casting a shadow upon us, From Antrim to sweet Bantry Bay In their droves all the people
Well, how do you do, young Willie McBride, Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside, And rest for a while neath the warm summer sun, I’ve been worl
I’ll sing you a song of peace and love Whack fol the diddle all the di do day To the land that reigns all lands above Whack fol the diddle all the di do da
Fife was a shadow across the Forth as the Granton boat pulled out, Over the sea and the solid earth the mist lay all about, And a rising wind from the Isle