Baidin Fheilimi, d'imigh go Gabhla, Baidin Fheilimi ' s Feilimi ann, Baidin Fheilimi D ' imigh go Gabhla Baidin Fheilimi 's, Feilimi ann. Baidin
with no man, you must be refused; To the green woods I will wander to shun all men's view, . For the lad that I love fell in famed Waterloo." "O, then
I'll tell me Ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone. They pull my hair, they stole my comb, but that's alright till I go home. She is
There was a Lord who lived in this land He being a Lord of high degree He left his foot down a ship's board And swore strange countries he would go
We were homeward bound one night on the deep Swinging in my hammock I fell asleep I dreamed a dream and I thought it true Concerning Franklin and his
O! A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O! Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O! A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O! Crying cockles and mussels alive a-
Where Lagan stream sings lullaby There blow a lily fair The twilight gleam is in her eye The night is no her hair And like a love-sick lenanshee She
Se do bheatha a bhean ba leanmhar! (Welcome Oh woman who was so afflicted) B'e ar gcreach tu bheith i ngeibhinn (It was our ruin that you were in bondage
There is nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar And I wish I was at home in dear old Dublin Well myself and a hundred more, to America sailed o
It was my fancy I do declare For when I'm drinking I am thinking And wishing Peggy Gordon was here I wish I was away in Ingo Far across the briny sea Sailing o
Oh, all the money e'er I had, I spent it in good company. And all the harm that ever I've done, alas it was to none but me. And all I've done for want
Ye hills and dales and flowery vales that lie near the Moorlough Shore. Ye winds that blow by borden's grove. will I ever hear you more Where the primrose
I have seen the lark soar high at morn Heard his song up in the blue I have heard the blackbird pipe his note The thrush and the linnet too But there
