Author name: beerbellycollection

Oh who will plough the fields now and who will sell the corn And who will watch the sheep now and keep them neatly shorn And the stack that’s in the haggar

At Boolavogue as the sun was setting, O`er the bright may meadows of Shelmalier, A rebel hand set the heather blazing, and brought the neighbours from far

The struggle is over, the boys are defeated, Old Ireland’s surrounded with sadness and gloom, We were defeated and shamefuIIy treated, And I, Robert Emmet,

Says Lloyd-George to Macpherson, “l give you the sack, To uphold law and order you haven’t the knack, I’ll send over Greenwood, a much stronger man, And fi

It was down in the town of old Bantry, Where most of the fighting was done, It was there that a young Irish soldier, Was shot by a Black-and-Tan gun. As he

You’ve heard about the B-men the cruel RUC You’ve heard about the Black and Tans in bygone history But theres another regiment the devil calls his own They

It fell aboot the Lama’s tide when Muir men won the day The dowty Earl o’ Douglas rade in tae England tae catch him a prey He has chosen the Lindsy’s licht

There’s a spot in Glasgow City that’s well ken’t the whole world o’er It’s mare famous than the Mona Lisa’s face It is visited by royalty and rouges frae e

As I cam in tae Turra market, Turra market for tae fee It’s I fell in wi’ a wealthy fairmer, The barnyards o’ Delgaty Chorus: Lin-ten addie too rin addie,

Oh, here’s good luck to the pint pot, Good luck to the Barley mow Jolly good luck to the pint pot, Good luck to the Barley mow Oh, the pint pot, half a pin