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It’s that time of year again there’s shamrocks everywhere
We’ll wear them all with Irish pride our hearts are always there
It doesn’t matter where you are tonight we’ll paint the town
We’ll play the Pogues and God bless Shane MacGowan
From New York to County Cork to Glasgow on the Clyde
Even Whitehall’s London town is draped in green and white
They celebrate from Galway bay to Boston’s grand parade
All the world knows it’s St Paddy’s day
So raise your glass up high
We’ll drink to St Patrick tonight
Here’s to the dear old Emerald Isle
We’ll sing and dance and celebrate
It’s St. Paddy’s day all over the world
Johnny’s down in Connolly’s bar and Tommy’s in the Crown
And you can hear them singing all the way in Dublin town
With Danny Boy, Molly Malone and Whisky in the Jar
It’s St Paddy’s day no matter where you are
So raise your glass up high
We’ll drink to St Patrick tonight
Here’s to the dear old Emerald Isle
We’ll sing and dance and celebrate
It’s St. Paddy’s day all over the world
So if you’re feeling that you are so very far from home
On the 17th of March you’ll never walk alone
All our friends who are so very many miles away
We’re all together on St Paddy’s day
So raise your glass up high
We’ll drink to St Patrick tonight
Here’s to the dear old Emerald Isle
We’ll sing and dance and celebrate
The green and white of the parade
No matter if you’re far away
It’s St Paddy’s day all over the world
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Sally MacLennane
02:32
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Well Jimmy played harmonica in the pub where I was born
He played it from the night time to the peaceful early morn
He soothed the souls of psychos and the men who had the horn
And they all left very happy in the morning
Now Jimmy didn't like his place in this world of ours
Where the elephant man broke strong men's necks
When he'd had too many powers
So sad to see the grieving of the people that he's leaving
And he took the road for god knows in the morning
We walked him to the station in the rain
We kissed him as we put him on the train
And we sang him a song of times long gone
Though we knew that we'd be seeing him again
Sad to say I must be on my way
So buy me beer and whiskey 'cause I'm going far away (
I'd like to think I'll be returning when I can
To the greatest little boozer and to Sally Maclennane
The years passed by the times had changed I grew to be a man
I learned to love the virtues of sweet Sally Maclennane
I took the jeers and drank the beers and crawled back home at dawn
And ended up a barman in the morning
I played the pump and took the hump and watered whiskey down
I talked of whores and horses to the men who drank the brown
I heard them say that Jimmy's making money far away
And some people left for heaven without warning
We walked him to the station in the rain
We kissed him as we put him on the train
And we sang him a song of times long gone
Though we knew that we'd be seeing him again
Sad to say I must be on my way
So buy me beer and whiskey 'cause I'm going far away
I'd like to think I'll be returning when I can
To the greatest little boozer and to Sally Maclennane
When Jimmy came back home he was surprised that they were gone
He asked me all the details of the train that they went on
Some people they are scared to croak but Jimmy drank until he choked
And he took the road for heaven in the morning
We walked him to the station in the rain
We kissed him as we put him on the train
And we sang him a song of times long gone
Though we knew that we'd be seeing him again
Sad to say I must be on my way
So buy me beer and whiskey 'cause I'm going far away
I'd like to think I'll be returning when I can
To the greatest little boozer and to Sally Maclennane
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3. |
This Land Is Your Land
02:41
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This land is your land
This land is my land
From the northern highlands
To the western islands
From the hills of Kerry
To the streets of Derry
This land was made for you and me
As I went walking, by the Shannon waters
Hand in hand with, my little daughter
With the church bell ringing,
And the children singing,
This land was made for you and me
This land is your land
This land is my land
From the northern highlands
To the western islands
From the hills of Kerry
To the streets of Derry
This land was made for you and me
I climbed the mountain, by the crystal fountains
And I heard a great roar, from the rocky seashore
Her eyes were gleaming,
She said "Oh daddy"
This land was made for you and me
This land is your land
This land is my land
From the northern highlands
To the western islands
From the hills of Kerry
To the streets of Derry
This land was made for you and me
I walked her home by, the old church steeple
Proud of my country, proud of my people
From the men who cried there
To the men who died there we're singing
This land was made for you and me
This land is your land
This land is my land
From the northern highlands
To the western islands
From the hills of Kerry
To the streets of Derry
This land was made for you and me
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4. |
The Fields Of Athenry
05:00
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By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young girl calling
Micheal they are taking you away
For you stole Trevelyn's corn
So the young might see the morn.
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay.
Low lie the Fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
Our love was on the wing
we had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry.
By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young man calling
Nothing matters Mary when you're free,
Against the Famine and the Crown
I rebelled they ran me down
Now you must raise our child with dignity.
Low lie the Fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
Our love was on the wing
we had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry.
By a lonely harbour wall
She watched the last star falling
As that prison ship sailed out against the sky
Sure she'll wait and hope and pray
For her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry.
Low lie the Fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
Our love was on the wing
we had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry.
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