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The Blarney Stone
03:02
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It was on the road to Banyon one morning last July
I met a pretty colleen and she smiled as she passed by
Says I, 'I am a stranger in Ireland, all alone
And would you kindly tell me where I'll find the Blarney Stone'
There's a Blarney Stone in Kerry, there's a Blarney Stone in Clare
There's a Blarney Stone in Wicklow and there's plenty in Kildare
There's a Blarney Stone in Sligo, and another in Mayo
There's divil a town in Ireland but you'll find the Blarney Stone
I know that you're from Galway, I can tell it by your brogue
There never was a Galway man that was an awful rogue
But since you are a stranger where the River Shannon flows
Well the nearest Blarney Stone I know is underneath your nose
Her Irish smile was brawn, she winked her roguish eye
She set me heart a-thumping till I thought I'd surely die
When I took her in me arms she never made a moan
And I kissed away the roses on the Banyon Blarney Stone
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Barrack Street
03:53
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BARRACK STREET
You sailors all come lend an ear, come listen to me song
A trick of late was played on me and it won't detain you long
I come from sea the other day and a girl I chanced to meet
Oh me friends will be expecting me to a dance in Barrack Street
I said "My young fair maid, I cannot dance so well"
"Besides I am to Windsor bound where are me friends do dwell"
"In to see the party, as I've saved up thirty pounds"
"Me friends will be expecting me this night in Widsor town"
"Well if you cannot dance me love then you will stand a treat"
"Have a glass or two of brandy and a something for to eat"
"At six o'clock this evening I'll meet you off the train"
"So don't forget to give a call when you come to town again"
At eight o'clock that evening, then, the drinking did begin
And when we all had drunk our fill the dancing did begin
Me and me love danced all around to a merry tune
She says, "Me dear, let us retire to a chamber alone"
So dancing being over and to bed we did repare
And there I fell fast asleep the truth I will declare
Me darling with me thirty pounds gold watch and chain had fled
Left me here poor Jack alone, stark naked in bed
So I looked all around me and there's nothing I could spy
But a woman's shirt and apron all on the bed did lie
I wrung me hands and tore me hair crying oh what shall I do?
Fare thee well, sweet Windsor town, I'm sure I'll never see you
Well, everything being silent and the hour but twelve o'clock
I put on the shirt and apron and steered for Crowman's Wharf
The captain says "Now Jack, I thought you were to Windsor bound"
"You might have got a better suit than that for thirty pound"
I might have got a better suit if I'd had got the chance
I met a girl in Barrack Street she took me to a dance
I danced me own destruction now I'm struck from head to feet
Swear that I won't go no more down in Barrack street
So all of you young sailor lads a warning take from me
Beware of all your company when you go out on a spree
And keep clear of Barrack Street or else you'll rue the day
In a woman's shirt and apron, oh, they'll bring you out to sea –
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HEALTH TO THE COMPANY
Kind friends and companions, come join me in rhyme
And lift up your voices in chorus with mine
Let us drink and be merry, all grief to refrain
For we may and might never all meet here again
Here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass
Let us drink and be merry, all grief to refrain
For we may and might never all meet here again
Here's a health to the dear lass that I love so well
Her style and her beauty, sure none can excel
She smiles on my countenance and sits on me knee
Sure there's no one in Erin as happy as we
Our ship lies at harbor, she's ready to dock
I hope she's safe landed without any shock
If ever I meet you by land or by sea
I will always remember your kindness to me
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Girls along the Road
03:39
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Girls Along The Road
Oh I’m just in the vein of a nice refrain so pay attention round
And the name I’ll tell of a fine young swell and a rich young man called Brown
Oh he listed in the Antrim rifle corps all you who listen to me ode
Do the thing that’s right going home tonight with the girls along the road
Brown was a spark he was fond of a lark, a married man tho’ not chaste
And little he cared if his own wife heard if another girl took his taste
Aye and he himself dressed in his regimental best as proud as a peacock strode
Admiring the girls with their long hair curled as they walked along the road
Oh he courted a girl with nice curly hair, blue boots and a red leather belt
And he idly talked as he onward walked endeavoring her heart to melt
And his gay grenadier with a wink and a leer enquired her name and abode
And he felt as grand as a lord of the land with the girls along the road
Mr. Brown and his love sat down in a tavern hard near by
And he called for a drain of the good champagne and a plate of the old pork pie
And his arms he placed around her waist and his heart with love overflowed
And he says it’s alright we’ll be happy tonight with the girls along the road
O this funny little man he had just begun his love tales to outpour
When who should he see but his own Mrs B. peeping in at the parlour door
With a bolt like a bear she fastened in his hair for the signs of her anger showed
Saying I’ll tear away your eyes if you go to exercise with the girls along the road
Now to set matters right these women had a fight a first rate tumble up and down
And they sent to smithereens hats, coats and crinolines and then they set to work on Brown
He was jolly well thrashed and his head all bashed as the crowd their anger bestowed
And his fine uniform was all torn in the storm with the girls along the road
Now Mr. Brown has broken with the peace he’s been taken to a police cell
There to ruminate on his sad unlucky fate like many’s a fine young swell
And the very next day sure his wife ran away because of this little episode
He’s about there still but he never goes to drill with the girls along the road
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Lakes of Coolfinn
05:46
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Yarmouth Town
03:25
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In Yarmouth Town there lived a man
and he kept a tavern by the strand
the landlord had a daughter fair
a plump young thing with golden hair
Chorus: Won't you come down
Won't you come down
Won't you come down
to Yarmouth Town
Now to this tavern came a sailorman
and he asked the daughter for her hand
"Why should I marry you?" she said
"I can get all I want without being wed"
Chorus:
Won't you go down...
"But if you want for while with me to linger
I'll tie a little string all around my finger
and as you pass by pull that string
and I'll come down and I'll let you all in"
Chorus: Won't you go down...
So at closing time this sailor man
well, he went to the tavern by the strand
and as he passed by he pulled that string
she came down and she let him all in
horus: Won't you go down...
Well, the sailor n'er seen such a thing before
For the string around her finger was all that she wore
He was so darned pleased that he pulled that string
She opened the sheets and she let him in
Chorus: Won't you go down...
So the sailor stayed the whole night through
And early in the morning staggered back to his crew
Where he told them all about the maiden fair
The plump young thing with golden hair
Chorus: Won't you go down...
And the story it soon got around
and the very next night in Yarmouth Town
There were fifteen sailors pulling that string
And she came down and she let them all in
Chorus: Won't you go down...
So to all you fellows for to Yarmouth
go Keep an eye for the girl with her hair hanging low
And if you pass by just pull that string
And she'll come down and she'll let you all in
Chorus: Won't you go down... Chorus: Won't you go down... -
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Temptation Song
04:50
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Week before Easter
04:01
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Week Before Easter
Now a week before Easter the morn bright and clear,
The sun it shone brightly and keen blew the air.
I went up in the forest to gather fine flowers,
But the forest won't yield me no roses.
The roses are red the leaves they are green,
The bushes and briars are pleasant to be seen,
Where the small birds are singing and changing their notes
Down among the wild beasts in the forest.
Now the first time I saw my love she was dressed all in white,
Made my eyes run and water quite dazzled my sight,
When I thought to myself that I might have been that man
But she's left me and gone with another.
Now the next time I saw my love she was in the church stand
With a ring on her finger and a glove in her hand.
So now she's gone from me and showed me false play,
She's gone and got tied to some other.
So dig me a grave both long, wide and deep,
And strew it all over with roses so sweet,
That I might lay down there and take a long sleep,
And that's the right way to forget her.
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Woman from Wexford
03:28
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Good Ship Kangaroo
04:35
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Good Ship Kangaroo
Once I was a waitin' man that lived at home at ease.
Now I am a mariner that ploughs the angry seas.
I always loved seafarin' life, I bid my love adieu
I shipped as steward and cook, me boys, on board the Kangaroo.
cho: Oh I never thought she would prove false or either prove untrue
As we sailed away through Milford Bay on board the Kangaroo
"Think of me, oh think of me," she mournfully did say,
"When you are in a foreign land and I am far away.
Take this lucky tuppenny bit, it'll make you bear in mind
That lovin' trustin' faithful heart you left in tears behind."
"Cheer Up, cheer up, my own true love. Don't weep so bitterly,"
She sobbed, she sighed, she choked, she cried and could not say goodbye
"I won't be gone for very long, 'tis but a month or two.
When I will return again of course I'll visit you."
Our ship it was homeward bound from many's the foreign shore
And many's the foreign present unto me love I bore.
I brought tortoises from Tenerife and toys from Timbuktu
A china rat, a Bengal cat and a Bombay cockatoo.
Paid off I sought her dwellin' on a street above the town
Where an ancient dame upon the line was hangin' out her gown.
"Where is me love? " "She's vanished, sir, six months ago
With a smart young man that drives the van for Chaplin, Son and Co.
Here's a health to dreams of married life, to soap suds and blue,
Heart's true love and patent starch and washin' soda too.
I'll go unto some foreign shore, no longer can I stay
And with some China hottentot I'll throw meself away.
Me love she is no foolish girl, her age it is two score
Me love she is no spinster, she's been married twice before.
I cannot say it was her wealth that stole me heart away;
She's a washer in a laundry for one and nine a day.
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