All For Me Grog
And it’s all for me grog!
Me jolly, jolly grog!
It’s all for me beer and tobacco.
Well I spent all me tin,
On the ladies drinkin’ gin,
For across the western ocean I must wander.
Beer, Beer, Beer
Oh he must’ve been an admiral,
a sultan, or a king.
And to his praises we shall always sing!
Look what he’s done for us!
He’s filled us up with cheer.
The Lord bless Charlie Mops,
The man who invented beer.
The Belle of Belfast City
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 all right 'til I go home.
She is handsome, she is pretty,
She's the belle of Belfast City.
She is courtin', a one, two, three.
Please won't you tell me,
Who is she?
The Bonny Ship the Diamond
For it's cheer up me lads,
Let your hearts never fail,
For the bonny ship, the Diamond,
Goes a-fishing for the whale.
For it's cheer up me lads,
Let your hearts never fail,
For the bonny ship, the Diamond,
Goes a-fishing for the whale.
Don’t Go For The One
The one, the one,
Don't go for the one,
Don't go for the one,
For the one, for the one.
The one, the one,
Don't go for the one,
Don't go for the one,
For the one, for the one.
A Drop of Nelson’s Blood
{Repeat first line we sing}
And we’ll all hang on behind.
Drink It Up Men
Drink it up, men!
It’s long after 10.
Fiddler’s Green
Wrap me up in me
Oilskins and blankets.
No more on the docks
I'll be seen.
Just tell me old shipmates,
I'm taking a trip, mates.
And I'll see you someday
On Fiddler's Green.
Fields of Atherny
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.
Finnegan’s Wake
Whack fol the dah now,
Dance to yer partner
A-round the floor yer trotters shake.
Wasn't it the truth I told you?
Lots of fun at Finnegan's Wake!
Galway Girl
And I ask you friend,
What's a fella' to do?
'Cause her hair was black,
And her eyes were blue.
Haul Away Joe
Way, haul a-way,
We'll haul a-way, Joe!
Here’s a Health to the Company
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 me may or might never
All meet here again.
The Jolly Roving Tar
So pass the flowin' bowl boys,
There's whiskey in the jar.
And we'll drink to all the lassies,
And the jolly roving tar.
Leave Her Johnny, Leave Her
Leave her, Johnny, leave her,
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her!
For the voyage is done
And the winds do blow
And it's time for us to leave her.
Leaving Liverpool
So fare thee well, my own true love.
And when I return, united we will be.
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me,
But my darling, when I think of thee.
Molly Malone
A-live, alive O!
A-live, alive O!
Crying cockles, & mussels,
A-live, alive O!
The Moonshiner
I'm a rambler I'm a gambler,
I'm a long ways from home.
And if you don't like me
Well leave me alone.
I'll eat when I'm hungry,
I'll drink when I'm dry,
And if moonshine don't kill me
I'll live till I die.
Oak & Ash & Thorn
Sing oak, and ash,
And thorn, good sirs,
All on a midsummer's morn.
Surely we sing of no little thing
In oak, and ash, and thorn.
Rare Old Mountain Dew
Hi dih-diddly die-dih dum,
diddly do-dih die-dih dum,
Diddly do-die diddly die-day. x2
Rye Whiskey
I'll eat when I'm hungry,
I'll drink when I'm dry.
If the hard times don't kill me,
I'll lay down and die.
Rye whiskey, rye whiskey,
Rye whiskey! I cry.
If you don't give me rye whiskey
I surely will die
The Scotsman Song
Ring ding diddl-iddle ay dee oh,
Ring da diddly-ay oh!
(last line of verse)
Sons of the Waves
Come cheer up my lads!
Is to glory we steer.
To ]add something more
To this wonderful year.
To honor we call you,
Not press you like slaves.
For who are so free...
As the Sons ....of the Waves.
Spell of the Yukon
I wanted the gold and I got it!
Came out with a fortune last fall.
Yet somehow life's not what I thought it.
Somehow the gold isn't all.
The Star of County Down
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay,
From Galway to Dublin town.
No maid I've seen like the fair Colleen,
That I met in the County Down.
Strike the Bell
Strike the bell second mate,
Let us go below!
Look well to windward,
You can see it's gonna blow!
Look at the glass,
You can see that it has fell.
Oh we wish that you would hurry up
And strike, strike the bell!
To Ra Loo Ra
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo--ral,
Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
Hush, now, don't you cry.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
Too-ra-loo-ra-li
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
That's an Irish lull-a - by
The Wellerman
Soon may the Wellerman come,
To bring us sugar and tea and rum.
One day, when the tonguing' is done
We'll take our leave and go.
When Irish Eyes are Smiling
When Irish Eyes are smiling,
Sure it's like a morn in spring.
In the lilt of Irish laughter,
You can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy,
All the world seems bright and gay!
But when Irish eyes are smiling,
Sure they'll steal your heart away.
Whiskey in the Jar
Whack fol de daddy o.
Whack fol de daddy o!
There's whiskey in the jar.
The Wild Rover
And it's no nay never!
No nay never no more
Will I play the wild rover.
No never, no more!