Lyrics

There was a monster, a Scottish monster Who lives in far Loch Ness, a very fine address All the hoteliers and postcard selliers Are making fortunes every y

I’ve sung so many songs of fallen heroes I really thought that I had said it all But if a song can fill our hearts and raise our spirits Then I’ll sing abo

Among the walls and ruins of the horrid civic stone I walked without a lover for my older bones The sun was strong in going down It was a dreamlike day It

(air: ‘Up among the heather’) There’s a nice wee lass and her name is Mary Mack Make no mistake, she’s the lass I’m goin’ tae tak’ There’s a lot of other c

I was walking down by Islandbridge, just doing as I pleased This April day the sun was warm, there was but a gentle breeze I wandered up the old stone step

As I walked down the Broadway one evening in July I met a maid who asked me trade and a sailor John says I Chorus: And away, you Santee, my dear Annie Oh,

l once had a wee lass and I loved her well, I loved her far better than my tongue can tell, Her parents disliked me for my want of years, So adieu to all p

I’ve worked hard all my life I’ll tell to you no lie Down in the local dock yards as a man and boy But now the bosses tell me they’ll have to let me go I’m

Have you heard of Phil the Flutter, of the town of Ballymuck? The times were going hard with him, in fact the man was broke. So he just sent out a notice t

Paddy McCollough was a fine young actor He played in the streets of Old Killonay He had a voice like a church bell ringing People would gather and they’d s