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I'll Tell Me Ma
02:19
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(I'll) tell me ma when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair, they stole my comb
But that's all right till I go home
(chorus):She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast city
She is courting one, two, three
Please, won't you tell me, who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her
All the boys are fighting for her
They knock at the door and they ring the bell
Saying, oh my true love, are you well?
She comes out as white as snow
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
Old Jenny Murphy says she'll die
If she doesn't get the guy with the roving eye
(Chorus)
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
Let the snow come tumbling from the sky
She's as sweet as apple pie
And she'll get her lad by and by
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma when she goes home
Let them all come as they will
It's Albert Mooney she loves still
(Chorus)
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2. |
The Hills of Connemara
01:45
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Gather up the pots and the old tin cans
The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran.
Run like the devil from the excise man
Keep the smoke from rising, Cody.
Keep your eyes well peeled today
The excise men are on their way
Searching for the mountain tay
In the hills of Connemara.
Chorus
Swinging to the left, swinging to the right
The excise men will dance all night
Drinkin' up the tay till the broad daylight
In the hills of Connemara.
Chorus
A gallon for the butcher and a quart for John
And a bottle for poor old Father Tom
Just to help the poor old dear along
In the hills of Connemara.
Stand your ground, for it's too late
The excise men are at the gate.
Glory be to Paddy, but they're drinkin' it straight
In the hills of Connemara.
Chorus (Twice)
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3. |
The Black Velvet Band
03:08
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In a neat little town they call Belfast
Apprenticed in trade I was bound
And many an hour of sweet happiness
Was spent in that neat little town
Then bad misfortune befell me
And caused me to stray from the land
Far away from my friends and companions
To follow the black velvet band
As I was out strolling one evening
Not intending to stay very long
I met with a frolicsome damsel
As she came tripping along
A watch she pulled out her pocket
And slipped it right into my hand
On the very first night that I met her
Bad luck to the black velvet band
Her eyes they shone like diamonds
I thought her the queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulder
Tied up in a black velvet band
Before judge and jury next morning
Both of us did appear
A gentleman claimed his jewelry
And the case against us was clear
Now seven long years transportation
Right down to Van Dieman’s land
Far away from my friends and companions
To follow the black velvet band
So come all you jolly young fellows
I’ll have you take warning by me
Whenever you’re out on the liquor
Beware of the pretty colleens
They’ll fill you with whiskey and porter
Until you’re not able to stand
And the very next thing that you know
You’ll wind up in Van Dieman’s land
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I sit here all alone with my empty beer
The alcohol goes rushing to my head
I look out this pub window into the rain
I see a world that seems to want me dead
And when I’m feeling down
I let the sunshine in
I know that it won’t help me off the ground
But it helps life to sink in
Well they say that Guinness gives you strength
For all I know I guess it could be true
But I do know that when my life is at it’s darkest
That thick black ray of sunshine gets me through
(chorus)
I know there must be more to life
Than just another drunken night
Followed by another drunken day
Only answer I can find another pint to hide behind
I just can’t help but deal this way
I sit here not alone all my friends are here
The alcohol won’t help me to forget
I look out this pub window and at the stars
I see a world that hasn’t killed me yet
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5. |
7 Miles to Salvation
04:19
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The Sorry Lot Napa, California
The Sorry Lot is a seven piece Irish Folk and Ballad band from Napa, California. They deliver high-energy renditions of traditional drinking songs, as well as a few modern and original tunes, while keeping the music true to it's roots in the pubs and bars of Ireland. ... more
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