Lyrics

Oh there’s four that share the room And we work hard for the for the crack And getting up late on Sunday I never get to mass Chorus: It’s a long, long way

A process man am I and I’m telling you no lie I work and breathe among the fumes that trail across the sky There’s thunder all around me there’s poison in

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

He came in the mist of a cold winter’s morning Down from his horse and he knocked on the door The eyes that looked out they were darkened by terror He coul

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