The Banks Of The Roses The Dubliners

On the Banks of the Roses me love and I sat down And I took out me fiddle for to play me love a tune And in the middle of the tune-o she sighed and she said Oro Johnny, lovely Johnny don't ya leave

Banks Of The Roses The Dubliners

On the banks of the roses my love and I sat down And I took out me fiddle to play me love a tune In the middle of the tune O she sighed and she said O Johnny lovely Johnny Would you leave me O when

The Banks Of The Roses (Live) The Dubliners

On the banks of the roses my love and I sat down And I took out me fiddle to play me love a tune In the middle of the tune O she sighed and she said O Johnny lovely Johnny Would you leave me O when

Preab San Ol The Dubliners

On the Banks of the Roses me love and I sat down And I took out me fiddle for to play me love a tune And in the middle of the tune-o she sighed and she said Oro Johnny, lovely Johnny don't ya leave me

Roddy McCorley (Bonus Track - Previously Unreleased) The Dubliners

Oh See the host of fleet foot men who sped with faces wan From farmstedt and from fishers cot along the banks of Bann They come with vengence in their eyes too late too late are they For young Roddy

Roddy MacCorley The Dubliners

See the host of fleet foot men Who sped with faces wan From farmstedt and from fishers cot Along the banks of Bann They come with vengeance in their eyes Too late too late are they For young Roddy McCorley

I'm A Man You Don't Meet Every Day The Dubliners

a canny gang man And a rovin` young fellow I`ve been So be easy and free When you`re drinkin` with me I`m a man you don`t meet every day I`m a piper by trade I`m a ramblin` young blade And `tis many the

The Irish Rover The Dubliners

On the fourth of July 1806 We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks For the grand city hall in New York `twas a wonderful craft She was rigged fore and aft And

Oh My Johnny (Banks Of The Roses) Chasing Abbey

Oh my Johnny, oh my Johnny, don't you leave me On the banks of roses my love and I sat down I took out my fiddle for my love to play a tune And in the middle of the tune she smiled and she said Oh my Johnny

On The Banks Railroad Earth

It's a long winding way to the Mad River valleyThrough the forest and mountains greenTo the cabin we share by the wide, running riverThe most perfect I've ever seenI'll live my life on the banks of the

The Irish Rover (Feat. The Dubliners) The Pogues

In the year of our Lord eighteen hundred and six We set sail from the fair Cobh of Cork We were bound far away with a cargo of bricks For the fine city hall of New York In a very fine craft she was rigged

The Monto The Dubliners

> Well if you got a wingo, take her up to ringo, Where the waxies sing o all the day, If youve had your fill of porter, And you cant go any further, Give yer man the order "Back to the Quay" And take

Bendemere's Stream Grace Griffith

There's a bower of roses by Bendermeer's stream and the nightingale sings round it all the day long in the time of my childhood t'was like a sweet dream to sit in the roses and hear the bird's song that

The Auld Triangle The Dubliners

These fits of depression are torturing me The lives that I've seen won't breathe again A sad child of madness, they'll never be free Born again to die, the agonies begin And soldiers keep coming, like

Raglan Road The Dubliners

On Raglan Road of an Autumn Day I saw her first and knew That her dark hair would weave a snare That I might one day rue I saw the danger and I passed Along the enchanted way And I said let grief be a

The Patriot Game (Live In The Concert Hall, Cecil Sharp House 12/4/1964) The Dubliners

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

The Patriot Game (Live) The Dubliners

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 you a part of the patriot game My name is O`Hanlon

Will You Come To The Bower (Live In Dublin, 1966) The Dubliners

Will you come to the bower o`er the free boundless ocean Where stupendous waves roll in thundering motion Where the mermaids are seen and the wild tempest gather To loved Erin the green the dear land of

Will You Come To The Bower (Live At The Gate Theatre, Dublin 4/26/1966) The Dubliners

Will you come to the bower o`er the free boundless ocean Where the stupendous waves roll in thundering motion Where the mermaids are seen and the fierce tempest gathers To loved Erin the green the dear

Finnegan's Wake The Dubliners

for the liquor poor Tim was born To help him on his way each day, he'd a drop of the craythur every morn Whack fol the dah now dance to yer partner around the flure yer trotters shake Wasn't it the truth

The Ould Orange Flute The Dubliners

In the County Tyrone near the town of Dungannon Where many the ructions meself had a hand in Bob Williamson lived a weaver by trade And all of us thought him a stout Orange blade On the Twelfth of July

The Twang Man (Live) The Dubliners

Come listen to my story Tis about a nice young man When the Militia wasn`t wantin` He dealt in hawkin` twang He loved a lovely maiden As fair as any midge An` she kept a traycle depot Wan side of the

Foggy Dew The Dubliners

As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I There Armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by No fife did hum nor battle drum did sound it`s dread tattoo But the Angelus bell o`er

The Nightingale The Dubliners

together, love To hear the nightingale sing Out of his knapsack he took a fine fiddle He played her such merry tunes that you ever did hear He played her such merry tunes that the valley did ring

Leaving Of Liverpool The Dubliners

of Liverpool that grieves me But my darling when I think of thee I have sailed with Burgess once before I think I know him well If a man`s a sailor he will get along if not then he`s sure in hell So

Touch The Sky Young Dubliners

Eyes of a child Simple and wild Where did you go?

Monto The Dubliners

Well if you`ve got a wing-o Take her up to Ring-o Where the waxies sing-o all the day If you`ve had your fill of porter And you can`t go any further Give your man the order Back to the Quay And take

Rare Old Mountain Dew The Dubliners

Let grasses and waters flow in a free and easy way But give me enough of the rare old stuff that`s brewed near Galway Bay Come policemen all from Donegal Sligo and Leitrim too Oh we`ll give them the slip

The Sea Around Us (Live In Dublin, 1966) The Dubliners

They say that the lakes of Killarney are fair That no stream like the Liffey can ever compare If its water you want you`ll find nothing more rare Than the stuff they make down by the ocean The sea oh the

The Sea Around Us (Live At The Gate Theatre, Dublin 4/26/1966) The Dubliners

They say that the lakes of Killarney are fair That no stream like the Liffey can ever compare If its water you want you`ll find nothing more rare Than the stuff they make down by the ocean The sea oh the

Rocky Road To Dublin The Dubliners

While in the merry month of May from me home I started Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted Saluted father dear kissed me darling mother Drank a pint of beer me grief and tears to smother Then

The Rocky Road To Dublin The Dubliners

While in the merry month of May from me home I started Left the girls of Tuam nearly broken hearted Saluted father dear kissed me darling mother Drank a pint of beer me grief and tears to smother Then

The Rocky Road To Dublin (Live) The Dubliners

While inthe merry month of May from me home I started Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted Saluted father dear kissed me darling mother Drank a pint of beer me grief and tears to smother Then

Real World Young Dubliners

If they gave you the good life, Would you close your eyes? Would ya lock out the real world, No compromise? You sleep safe tonight.

Off To Dublin In The Green (Live) The Dubliners

I am a merry ploughboy and I ploughed the fields all day Till a sudden thought came to my head that I should roam away For I`m sick and tired of slavery since the day that I was born And I`m off to join

Finnegans Wake (Live) The Dubliners

Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street A gentle Irishman mighty odd He had a brogue both rich and sweet An` to rise in the world he carried a hod You see he`d a sort of a tipplers way but for the love for

The Leaving Of Liverpool (Live Ver.) The Dubliners

of Liverpool that grieves me But my darling when I think of thee I have sailed with Burgess once before I think I know him well If a man`s a sailor he will get along if not then he`s sure in hell So

The Foggy Dew Young Dubliners

> As down the glen one Easter morn To a city fair rode I, Their armed lines of marching men In squadrons passed me by.

Finnegan's Wake (Live At The Gate Theatre, Dublin 4/26/1966) The Dubliners

Time finnegan lived in walkin street A gentle Irishman migty odd He had brogue both rich and sweet An` to in the world he carried a hod You see he`d a sort of a tipplers way but for the love for the liquor

The Leaving Of Liverpool (Live) The Dubliners

my own true love 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 I have shipped on a Yankee Clipper ship Davy Crockett is her name

Rare Old Mountain Dew (Live) The Dubliners

Let the grasses grow and the waters flow in a free and easy way But give me enough of the rare old stuff that`s made near Galway Bay Come gangers all from Donegal Sligo and Leitrim too Oh we`ll give

Boulavogue (Live At The Gate Theatre, Dublin 4/26/1966) The Dubliners

At Boulavogue as the sun was setting on the bright May meadows of Shelmaliar A rebel hand set the heather blazing and brought the neighbours from far and near Then Father Murphy from old Kilcormack spurred

The High Reel The Dubliners

So we were all pushed to the side `Cuz we didn`t see the world through our teachers eyes When all we needed was a little bit of motivation But because we wore our pants saggin` y`all labeled us gangster

The Sick Note The Dubliners

Dear Sir I write this note to you to tell you of me plight and at the time of writing I am not a pretty sight me body is all black and blue me face a deathly gray and I write this note to say why Paddy

Spanish Lady The Dubliners

As I came down through Dublin City At the hour of twelve at night Who should I spy but a Spanish lady Washing her feet by the candlelight First she washed them, then she dried them Over a fire of amber

The Kerry Recruit (Live In The Concert Hall, Cecil Sharp House 12/4/1964) The Dubliners

and mother were two Kerrymen Well the first thing they gave me it was a red coat with a fine strap of leather to tie `round me throat The next thing they gave me I asked What was that and they told me

The Black Velvet Band The Dubliners

land Far away from me friends and relations betrayed by the black velvet band Her eyes they shown like diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with

The Ragman's Ball The Dubliners

the Liberties Where the ragmen used to meet Well the names were called at seven o`clock And every man was on the spot And to show respect for the management Every ragman brought his mot I must admit that

Home Boys Home The Dubliners

Oh well who wouldn`t be a sailor lad a sailin` on the main To gain the good will of his captain`s good name He came ashore one evening for to be And that was the beginning of my own true love and me

The Ragman's Ball (Live) The Dubliners

the Liberties Where the ragmen used to meet Well the names were called at seven o`clock And every man was on the spot And to show respect for the management Every ragman brought his mot I must admit that