Lyrics

Somebody’s moggy by the side of the road Somebody’s pussy who forgot his highway code Someone’s favorite feline who ran clean out of luck When he ran on to

I’m an ordinary man, nothing special nothing grand I’ve had to work for everything I own I never asked for a lot, I was happy with what I got, Enough to ke

On Ben Bulben’s green and lofty height The evening sun was a setting bright It gave a ray of a golden light Around the Bay of Sligo A tiny craft with glanc

May the Lord upon high who rules the sky, look down on our pubs and bars And the women and men all seated within, neglecting there pints and there jars The

In Dublin town in nineteen sixteen a flame of freedom did arise A group of men with determination caught an empire by surprise Through the streets our men

I was riding the high stool, expandin’ and expoundin’, On the price of rice in Sierra Leone and the height of the beef mountain. As to where did Jack Doyle

And I would dream of how proud they felt back in “16” Still remember the fright when the UDA came in the middle of the night Right then I knew that I was d

“O then, tell me Sean O’Farrell, tell me why you hurry so” “Hush, me Bouchall, hush and listen,” and his cheeks were all aglow I bear orders from the capta

Me husband’s in Salonika, I wonder if he’s dead I wonder if he knows he’s got a kid with a foxy head So right away, so right away, So right away Salonika,

They say that the lakes of Killarney are fair That no stream like the Liffey can ever compare If it’s water you want, you’ll find nothing more rare Than th