Lyrics

Wee Willie John McFadden was a loyal Ulster Prod Who thought that Ian Paisley was one step down from God He scorned the little children, in the backstreets

In eighteen hundred and forty-four, on March the eighteenth day We hoisted our colors to the top of the mast And for Greenland bore away, brave boys And fo

Far across yonder blue lies a true fairy land With the sea rippling over the shingle and sand Where the gay honeysuckle is luring the bee And the green gle

The ship it sails in half an hour to cross the broad Atlantic My friends are standing on the quay with grief and sorrow frantic I’m just about to sail away

They dropped the bomb in ’45 to end the world No one had ever seen such a terrible sight before The world looked on with eyes wide to see where it might le

I am a proud young Irishman From Ulster’s hill my life began A happy boy through green fields ran And I kept God’s and man’s laws But when my age was barel

Now the time has come for you to go so we’ll say our last good bye I will shed my tears a thousand years I will love you till I die I recall when first I s

chorus: I’m a a rover and seldom sober I’m a rover, o’ high degree; And when I’m drinking, I’m always thinking How to gain my love’s company. Though the ni

There was a man come frae the North his name was Jim McKay He’s left his hame in Achnabad his fortune for to try Jimma a timma a too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ra Jimma

When I was young I had a twist of punching babies with me fist And I thought I would enlist and join the british army. Too ra loo ra loo ra loo, they’re lo