Lyrics

Leitrim is a very funny place sir a strange and troubled land All the boys are in the IRA sir all the women in Cumann na Ban Every tractor has a Nicky Kell

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

There are wild and rocky hills, on the coast of Donegal. And their fishermen are hardy brave and free. And the big atlantic swell, is a thing they know rig

Craig Adams sent the Specials out to shoot the people down He thought the IRA were dead in dear old Belfast town But he got a rude awakening with the rifle

As I went up to the Coal Quay for to by an old chemise The first thing I picked up in my hand I found it full of fleas “How much do you want for that?” say

Cam ye by Athol O’ lad wi’ the philageg, Down by the tummel or the banks of the Garry? And saw ye the lads, wi’ their bonnets and white cockades Leaving th

I Wish I was in Carrickfergus, only for nights in Ballygran I would swim over the deepest ocean, the deepest ocean for my love to find But he sea is wide a

In the year one thousand seven hundred and ninety eight A sorrowful tale the truth unto you I’ll relate Of thirty-six heroes to the world were left to be s

Oh I’ve never seen old Ireland o’er the ocean Tho’ I’ve wished for the chance to greet it In my mind I’ve always had a crazy notion That I’d know a bit of

One evening so late as I rambled On the banks of a clear purling stream, I sat down on a bank of primroses, And so gently fell into a dream. I dreamed I be