Author name: beerbellycollection

Oh Bridgit O’Malley, you left my heart shaken With a hopeless desolation, I’d have you to know It’s the wonders of admiration your quiet face has taken And

‘Tis of a brave young highwayman This story I will tell His name was Willie Brennan And in Ireland he did dwell It was on the Kilwood Mountain He commenced

Chorus As I went a walkin’ one mornin’ in spring I met with some travelers in an old country lane One was an old man, the second a maid And the third was a

As I walked through the Glenshane Pass I heard a young girl mourn ‘The boy form Tamlaghtduff ‘she cried ‘is two years dead and gone’ How my heart is torn a

Oh the Boys of Kilkenny are brave roaring blades And if ever they meet with the nice little maids They’ll kiss them and coax them and spend their money fre

Chorus: The smell on Patrick’s Bridge is wicked How does Faher Matthew stick it? Here’s up them all says the boys of Fair hill Come boys, spend a day with

Far away from the land of the Shamrock and heather In search of a living, as exiles we roam But whenever we chance to assemble together We think of the lan

You’ve in history’s pages the heroes of great fame The deeds they done, the battles won and how they made their name But the boys that mad the history for

Oh I’m on my way down to the quay Where a big ship now does lie For to take a gang of navvies I was told to engage But I thought I would call in for a whil

Come all you warriors and renowned nobles Give ear unto my warlike theme And I will sing you how Father Murphy Lately aroused from his sleepy dream Neither