Тексты песен «Clancy Brothers»

When I was young, I had no sense, I bought a fiddle for eighteen pence. The only tune that it would play Was Over the Hills and Far Away. So early in the morning, So early in the morning, So early in the morning,...

1 * * 57 Who will plow the field now, and who will sow the corn 1 * * 57 Who will wash the sheep now, and keep them neatly shorn 4 1 * 57 The stack that's in the haggard, un-touched it may re-main 1 * 4 57 1 Since...

THE BRAES O' BALQUIDDHER (Wild Mountain Thyme) 1. Oh, the summer time is coming, And the trees are sweetly blooming, And the wild mountain thyme grows around the blooming heather. Chorus: Will you go,...

The Croppy Boy It was early, early in the spring The birds did whistle and sweetly sing, Changing their notes from tree to tree And the song they sang was Old Ireland free. It was early early in the night, The yeoman...

We're the D-Day Dodgers, way off in Italy Always on the vino, always on the spree; Eighth Army scroungers and their tanks, We live in Rome, among the Yanks. We are the D-Day Dodgers, way out in Italy;(2X) We landed in...

THE GALLANT FORTY TWA You may talk about your lancers, or your Irish Fusiliers, The Aberdeen Militia or the Queen's Own Volunteers; Or any other regiment that's lying far awa' Come gie to me the tartan of the gallant...

The Holy Ground Fare thee well, my lovely Dinah, a thousand times adieu. We are bound away from the Holy Ground and the girls we love so true. We'll sail the salt seas over and we'll return once more, And still...

THE JUICE OF THE BARLEY In the sweet country Lim'rick, one cold winter's night All the turf fires were burning when I first saw the light; And a drunken old midwife went tipsy with joy As she danced round the floor...

The Lowlands of Holland The love that I have chosen was to my heart's content. The salt sea shall be frozen before that I repent. Repent it I shall never until the day I die But the lowlands of Holland have parted my...

The Men of the West (William Rooney) When you honor in song and in story The names of the patriot men, Whose valor has covered with glory Full many a mountain and glen, Forget not the boys of...

The Old Orange Flute In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade And all of us thought him a stout-hearted blade. On the...

Come all ye young rebels, and list while I sing, For the love of one's country is a terrible thing. It banishes fear with the speed of a flame, And it makes us all part of the patriot game. My name is O'Hanlon, and...

The Real Old Mountain Dew Beside a hill there is a still, Where the smoke runs up to the sky; You ean always tell by the whiff and the smell That the liquor boys are nigh. Refrain: That the liquor boys...

They're moving father's grave to build a sewer They're moving it regardless of expense. They're moving his remains to lay down nine-inch drains To irrigate some rich bloke's residence. Now what's the use of having a...

Methinks I see a host of craft Spreading their sails alee Down the Humber they do glide All bound for the Northern Sea Me thinks I see on each small craft A crew with hearts so brave Going out to earn their daily bread...

(S. McGrath) The French drink wine, the English tea. The Yankee drinks his hot black coffee. The child drinks milk nine times a day. The Scotsman sips his whiskey toddy. You can keep you wine and keep your tea! My curse...

Whack Fol The Diddle (Peadar Carney) I'll sing you a song of peace and love, Whack fol the diddle all the di do day. To the land that reigns all lands above. Whack fol the diddle all...

WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU MARRIED A SOLDIER? Oh, what would you do if you married a soldier? "What would I do but to follow the gun?" And what would you do if he died on the ocean? "What would I do but to marry...

Now brave boys, we're on the march off to Portugal and Spain Drums are beating, banners flying the Devil at home will come tonight so it's go, fare thee well with a too da loo ra loo ra doo de da a too ra loo ra...

It's on a Clancy Brothers CD "Live with Robby O'Connel" or somesuch. The song is called "Dear Boss." Dear Boss I write this note to you to tell you of my plight And at the time of writing I am not a pretty sight Me...