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| 2. |
| 2:42 |
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| 2:58 | 
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As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains
I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier Saying "Stand and deliver" for he were a bold deceiver [Chorus] Mush-a ring dumb-a do dumb-a da Wack fall the daddy-o, wack fall the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me But the devil take the women for they never can be easy [Chorus] I went up to my chamber, all for to take a slumber I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure 't was no wonder But Jenny blew me charges and she filled them up with water Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter [Chorus] And 't was early in the morning, just before I rose to travel Up comes a band of footmen and likewise captain Farrell I first produced me pistol for she stole away me rapier I couldn't shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken [Chorus] There's some take delight in the carriages a rolling and others take delight in the hurling and the bowling but I take delight in the juice of the barley and courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early [Chorus] And if anyone can aid me 't is my brother in the army If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney And if he'll go with me, we'll go rovin' through Killkenney And I'm sure he'll treat me better than my own a-sporting Jenny [Chorus] ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By LUKE KELLY, JOHN EDMUND SHEEHAN, - DP, RONALD JOSEPH DREW, CIARON BOURKE, BARNEY MCKENNA Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC |
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| 4. |
| 1:59 |
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| 2:25 |
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| 2:28 |
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| 2:35 |
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| 3:44 |
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As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be? Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a woollen blanket that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before And as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before And as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw two boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see They're two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But laces in Geranium pots I never saw before And as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before And as I went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw two hands upon her breasts where my old hands should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns them hands upon your breasts where my old hands should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely night gown that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But fingers in a night gown sure I never saw before As I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a thing in her thing where my old thing should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that thing in your thing where my old thing should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But hair on a tin whistle sure I never saw before |
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| 2:37 |
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And come tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so
Husha buachaill hush and listen and his cheeks were all a glow I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon [Chorus:] By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon And come tell me Sean O'Farrell, where the gath'rin is to be At the old spot by the river quite well known to you and me One more word for signal token, whistle out the marchin' tune With your pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon [Chorus:] By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon With your pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon Out from many a mud wall cabin eyes were watching through the night Many a manly heart was beating for the blessed warning light Murmurs rang along the valleys to the banshees lonely croon And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon [Chorus:] By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon All along that singing river that black mass of men was seen High above their shining weapons flew their own beloved green Death to every foe and traitor! Whistle out the marching tune And hoorah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moon [Chorus:] Tis the rising of the moon, 'tis the rising of the moon And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moon |
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| 2:02 |
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| 2:14 |
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(D. Behan)
When Eve was in the garden, Adam climbed an apple tree, He went aloft up to the top, to see what he could see. He gazed in awe of what he saw, it made the poor man grieve. For Patrick John Maloney stood there, whispering to Eve... "Ah kiss me love, and miss me love And dry your bitter tears. My loving you'll remember now For many, many years. Be happy love, be satisfied, I left you in the pink. There's many a man that wants a bride. Maloney wants a drink." Salome danced for Paddy, taking off her seven veils. Salome said, "Maloney, that's a trick that never fails." Malone put Salome's oily clothing in a sack. "I'll run along now to the pawn, and bring your bundle back." "Ah kiss me love, and miss me love And dry your bitter tears. My loving you'll remember now For many, many years. Be happy love, be satisfied, I left you in the pink. There's many a man that wants a bride. Maloney wants a drink." From London to Nebraska, and from Glasgow to Hong Kong, From Cardiff to Alaska, from Peking to Saigon, Wherever girls are lonely, I know that in his role, It's there you'll find Maloney, a waiting to console... "Ah kiss me love, and miss me love And dry your bitter tears. My loving you'll remember now For many, many years. Be happy love, be satisfied, I left you in the pink. There's many a man that wants a bride. Maloney wants a drink." |
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| 3:18 |
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As I rode down to Galway town to seek for recreation
On the seventeenth of August me mind being elevated There were multitudes assembled with their tickets at the station Me eyes began to dazzle and I'm goin' to see the races. Chorus: With your whack-fa-the-da-for-the-diddle-ee-iddle-day. There were passengers from Limerick and passengers from Nenagh And passengers from Dublin and sportsmen from Tipperary There were passengers from Kerry, and all quarters of our nation And our member, Mr. Hearst, for to join the Galway Blazers. There were multitudes from Aran, and members from New Quay Shore Boys from Connemara and the Claire unmarried maidens There were people from Cork city who were loyal, true and faithful; Who brought home the Fenian prisoners from diverse foreign nations. It's there you'll see confectioners with sugarsticks and dainties The lozenges and oranges, the lemonade and raisins! The gingerbread and spices to accomodate the ladies And a big crubeen for thruppence to be pickin' while you're able. It's there you'll see the gamblers, the thimbles and the garters And the spotting Wheel of Fortune with the four and twenty quarters There was others without scruple pelting wattles at poor Maggy And her father well-contented and he lookin' at his daughter. It's there you'll see the pipers and the fiddlers competing The nimble footed dancers a-tripping over the daisies There were others crying cigars and lights and bills for all the races With the colors of the jockeys and the prize and horses' ages. It's there you'll see the jockeys and they're mounted out so stately The pink, the blue, the orange, and green, the emblem of our nation When the bell was rung for starting, all the horses seemed impatient I thought they never stood on ground their speed was so amazing. There was half a million people there from all denominations The Catholic, the Protestant, the Jew, and Presbyterian There was yet no animosity, no matter what persuasion But "failte" and hospitality inducin' fresh acquaintance. |
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| 3:25 |
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| 3:51 |
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| 4:27 |
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In a neat little town they called Belfast
Apprentice to trade I was bound And many an hour sweet happiness Have I spent in that neat little town As sad misfortune came over me Which caused me to stray from the land Far away from me friends and relations Betrayed by the black velvet band Her eyes they shown like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band I took a stroll down broadway Meaning not long for to stay When who should I meet but this pretty fair maid Come a-traipsing along the highway She was both fair and handsome Her neck, it was just like a swan And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band Her eyes they shown like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band I took a stroll with this pretty fair maid And a gentleman passing us by Well, I knew she meant the doing of him By the look in her roguish black eye A gold watch she took from his pocket And placed it right into my hand And the very first thing that I said, was Bad 'cess to the black velvet band Her eyes they shown like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band Before the judge and the jury Next morning, I had to appear The judge, he says to me: "Young man, you're case it is proven clear We'll give you seven years penal servitude To be spent far away from the land Far away from your friends and relations Betrayed by the black velvet band" Her eyes they shown like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band So come all you jolly young fellows A warning take by me When you are out on the town, me lads Beware of the pretty colleens They'll feed you with strong drink, me lads 'Till you are unable to stand And the very first thing that you'll know is You've landed in Van Diemens Land Her eyes they shown like diamonds Her neck, it was just like a swan And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band |
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| 4:51 |
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There's ne'er a nicht I'm gane to ramble, there's ne'er a nicht I'm gane to roam
There's ne'er a nicht I'm gane to ramble, intae the erms of me ain true love I'm a rover, seldom sober, I'm a rover of high degree It's when I'm drinkin' I'm always thinkin' how to gain my love's company Though the nicht be as dark as dungeon, not a star can be seen above I will be guided without a stumble, intae the erms of my ane true love I'm a rover, seldom sober, I'm a rover of high degree It's when I'm drinkin' I'm always thinkin' how to gain my love's company He stepped up tae her bedroom winday, kneeling gently upon a staine He whispers through her bedroom winday, my darling dear do you lie alaine I'm a rover, seldom sober, I'm a rover of high degree It's when I'm drinkin' I'm always thinkin' how to gain my love's company She raised her head from her down soft pillow, wi' her erms around her breasts Says: ”Why is that that my bedroom winday is 'sterbing me at my long nicht's rest?” I'm a rover, seldom sober, I'm a rover of high degree It's when I'm drinkin' I'm always thinkin' how to gain my love's company Says I: ”My love it's I thy true lover, open the door and let me in For I have come on a long nights journey more than near drenched to my skin” I'm a rover, seldom sober, I'm a rover of high degree It's when I'm drinkin' I'm always thinkin' how to gain my love's company She opened the door wi' the greatest pleasure, she opened the door and she let him in They both shook hands and embraced each other, until the morning they lay as one I'm a rover, seldom sober, I'm a rover of high degree It's when I'm drinkin' I'm always thinkin' how to gain my love's company Says I: My love I must go and leave you, to climb the hills they are far above But I will climb wi' the greatest pleasure, since I've been in the arms of my love |
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