BOLD
THADY QUILL
Ye maids of Duhallow who're anxious for courtin'
A word of advice I will give unto ye,
Proceed to Banteer to the athletic sportin'
And hand in your names to the club committee.
But do not commence any sketch of your progress,
'Till a carriage you see coming over the hill,
And down thro' the valleys and hills of Kilcorney,
With that Muskerry sportsman the bould Thady Quill
CHROUS
For ramblin', for rovin', for football or courtin'
For drinkin' black porter as fast as you'd fill.
In all your days rovin' you'd find none so jovial,
As the Muskerry sportsman the bould Thady Quill.
Thady
was famous in all sorts of places,
At
the athletic meeting held out in Cloghroe.
He won the long jump without throwing off his
braces,
Going fifty-four feet from the heel to the toe.
At the put of the shot was a Dublin man foremost,
But Thady out-reached and exceeded him still.
Around the whole field rang the wild ringing chorus
'Here's luck to our hero, the bold Thady Quill'.
CHORUS
At
the great hurling match between Cork and Tipperary,
'Twas played in the park by the banks of the Lee.
Our own darling boys were afraid of being beaten,
So they send for bold Thady to Ballinagree.
He hurled the ball left and right in their faces,
And showed those Tipperary boys learning and skill,
If they came in his way, he surely would brain
them,
And the papers were full of the praise of Thade
Quill.
CHORUS
In
the year ninety-one befor Parnell was taken,
Thade was outrageously breaking the peace.
He got a light sentence for causing commotion,
And six months hard labour for beatin' police.
But in spite of coercion he's still agitating,
Each drop of his life's blood he's willing to
spill,
To gain for old Ireland complete liberation,
Till then there's no rest for the bold Thady Quill.
CHROUS
At
the Cork Exhibition there was a fair lady,
Whose fortune exceeded a million or more.
But a bad constitution had ruined her completely,
And medical treatment had failed o'er and o'er.
'Oh Mamma', said she 'I know what'll cure me,
And all me diseases most certainly kill,
Give over your doctors, your potions and treatment,
I'd rather one squeese of the bold Thady Quill'
CHROUS
THE REAL OLD MOUNTAIN DEW
Let
grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy
way.
But give me enough of the rare old stuff that's
made near Galway Bay.
Come gaugers all from Donegal, from Sligo and
Leitrim, too,
Oh. we'll give them the slip and we'll take a
sip of the real old Mountain Dew.
CHORUS
Hi da dithery I da dal, Dal da dithery I da day,
Dal da dithery I da dil dal day,
Hi da dithery I da dal, Dal da dithery I da day,
Dal da dithery I dil dal dee.
At
the foot of the hill there's a neat little still
where the smoke curls up to the sky.
By a whiff of the smell you can plainly tell there's
a poitin still close by.
Oh it fills the air with a perfume rare and betwixt
both me and you,
As home we roll, we can drink a bowl, or a bucket
of mountain dew.
CHORUS
Now
learned men who use the pen, have wrote the praises
high
Of the sweet poitin from Ireland green distilled
from wheat and rye.
Away with pills, it will cure all ills, of the
Pagan, Christian or Jew,
So take off your coat and grease your throat with
the real old mountain dew.
CHORUS
DOWN
BY THE GLENSIDE
Down by the Glenside I met an old woman,
A plucking young nettles nor saw I was coming;
I listened awhile to the song she was hummin',
Glory O ! Glory O ! to the Bold Fenian Men.
Tis
fifty long years since I saw the moon beamin'
On strong manly forms, as' on eyes with hope gleamin'
I see them again sure thro' all my day-dreamin'
Glory O ! Glory O ! to the Bold Fenian Men.
When
I was a girl their marchin' and drillin'
Awoke in the glenside sound awesome an thrillin'
They loved poor old Ireland an' to die they were
willin
Glory O ! Glory O ! to the Bold Fenian Men.
Some
died by the glenside, some died 'mid the stranger.
And wise men have told us their cause was a failure,
But the stood by old Ireland an' never feared
danger,
Glory O ! Glory O! to the Bold Fenian Men.
I passed
on my way, God be praised that I met her,
Be life long or short I shall never forget her,
We may have great men, but we'll never have better,
Glory O ! Glory O ! to the Bold Fenian Men.
DICK
DARBY (The Cobbler)
Oh me name is Dick Darby, the cobbler
I served up me time at old camp
Some call me an old agitator
But now I'm resolved to repent
CHORUS
With me ring thing and an ing twing of an eye
day
With me ring thing and an ing twing of an eye
day
Me roo boo boo roo boo boo randy
And me lap stone keeps beating away
Now
me father was hung for sheep stealing
And me mother was burned as a witch
Me sisters a dandy house keeper
And meself is a handy oul switch
CHORUS
It's
forty long years I have travelled
All by the contents of me pack
Me hammers, me awls and me pinchers
I carry them all on me back
CHORUS
Oh me
wife she is humpy, she's lumpy
Me wife, she's the devil, she's black
And no matter what I may do with her
Her tongue, it goes clickety-clack
CHORUS
It was
early one fine summer's morning
A little before it was day
I dipped her three times in the river
And carelessly bade her `Good day'.
CHORUS
DO
YOU WANT YOUR OLD LOBBY WASHED DOWN
I've a nice little cot and small bit of land,
And a place by the side of the sea.
And I care about no one because I believe,
There's nobody cares about me.
My peace is destroyed and I'm fairly annoyed,
By a lassie who works in the town.
She sighs every day as she passes the way,
Do you want your old lobby washed down?
CHORUS:
Do you want your old lobby washed down, Con Shine,
Do you want your old lobby washed down?
She sighs every day as she passes the way,
Do you want your old lobby washed down?
The
other day the old landlord came by for his rent,
I told him no money I had,
Besides 'twasn't fair for to ask me to pay,
The times were so awfully bad.
He felt discontent at not getting his rent,
And he shook his big head in a frown,
Says he 'I'll take half', 'But', says I with a
laugh,
'Do you want your old lobby washed down?
CHORUS
Now
the boys look so bashful when they go a courtin',
They seem to look awfully shy,
As to kiss a young maid, sure they seem half afraid,
But they would if they could on the sly.
But me I do things in a different way,
I don't give a nod or a frown.
When I goes to court I says 'Here goes for sport,
Do you want your old lobby washed down?'
ENNISKILLEN
DRAGOON
Fare the well Enniskillen, fare thee well for
a while
To all your fair waters and every green isle
Your green isle will flourish, your fair waters
flow
While I, for old Ireland, an exile must go
Oh they were all dressed out just like gentlemen's
sons
With bright swords a shining and their new carbine
guns
With their silver mounted pistols, she observed
them full soon
All because she had loved her Enniskillen Dragoon
The
bright sons of Mars as they stood on the right
Their armour did shine like the bright stars at
night
Says she, Lovely Willie, you've enlisted too soon
For to serve as a Royal Enniskillen Dragoon
O beautiful
Flora, your pardon I crave
For now and forever, I will be as your slave
Your parents insult you both morning and noon
For they fear you should wed your Enniskillen
Dragoon
O now
dearest Willie, just mind what you say
Until I am of age, I must my parents obey
But when you're leaving Ireland they will all
change their tune
Saying the Lord God be with you Enniskillen Dragoon
Fare
thee well Enniskillen, fare thee well for a while
And all round the borders of Eireann's green isle
And when the war is over, we'll return in full
bloom
And they'll all welcome home the Enniskillen Dragoon
Now
the war is over, they've returned home at last
The regiment's in Dublin and bold Willie's got
a pass
Last Sunday they were married and Willie was the
groom
And now she enjoys her Enniskillen Dragoon
GALWAY
IS WHERE I WANT TO BE
CHORUS
Galway is where I want to be
This City is song enough for me
To sit in old Eyre Square, holding hands with
you love there
There's nowhere else on earth I'd rather be
To stroll
along Salthill, throwing pebbles in the swell,
Watching trawlers heading out to sea
As the sun sets in the west, that's the place
I love best
What a fine place Galway, can't you see
CHORUS
To sit
in a small boat, throw the line out, let float
On the Corrib is heaven to me
As the trout springs for the fly, Menlough Castle
I pass by
Nowhere else has this tranquillity
CHORUS
Liam O'Donnell
Bardis Music
HIGHLAND
PADDY
One evening fair as the sun was shining,
To Kilkenny I did ride,
I did meet with Captain Brady - a tall commander
by his side,
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Then you are
welcome Highland Paddy,
By my side you'll surely stand, hear the people
shout for freedom,
we'll rise in the morning with the Fenian band,
Rise in the morning with the Fenian band.
In the
mornin' we rose early
Just before the break of dawn blackbirds singing
in the bushes
Greetings to a smiling morn.
Gather round me men of Ireland
Gather Fenians gather round
Hand to hand with sword and musket
Spill the blood upon this holy ground.
There's a glen beside the river
Just outside Kilkenny Town
There we met this noble captin
Men lay dead upon the ground.
CHORUS:
There's
a grave beside the river
A mile outside Kilkenny Town
There we laid our noble captain
Birds were silent when this Fenian died
All my life I will remember
I'll remember night and day
That once I rode into Kilkenny
And I heard this noble captain say.
CHORUS:
I'M
A ROVER
I'm a rover and seldom sober
I'm a rover of high degree.
For when I'm drinking I'm always thinking
how to gain my loves company.
Though the night be as dark as dungeon;
Not a star to be seen above
I will be guided without a stumble;
Into the arms of my own true love.
He stepped
up to her bedroom window;
Kneeling gently upon a stone
He rapped at her bedroom window;
"Darling dear, do you lie alone.
It's
only me your true lover;
Open the door and let me in
For I have come on a long journey;
And I'm near drenched to the skin.
She
opened the door with the greatest pleasure;
She opened the door and she let him in
They both shook hands and embraced each other;
Until the morning the lay as one.
The
cocks were crawing, the birds were whistling;
The streams they ran free about the brae
Remember lass I'm a ploughman laddie;
And the farmer I must obey.
Now
my love I must go and leave thee;
And though the hills they are high above
I will climb them with greater pleasure;
Since I've been in the arms of my love.
JOHNNY
JUMP UP
I'll tell you a story that happened to me
One day as I went down to Youghal by the sea
The sun it was bright and the day it was warm
So says I a quiet pint wouldn't do me no harm
I went
in and I called for a bottle of stout
Says the barman, I'm sorry, all the beer is sold
out
Try whiskey or Paddy, ten years in the wood
Says I, I'll try cider, I've heard it was good
O never
O never, O never again
If I live to a hundred or a hundred and ten
For I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a quart of the Johnny Jump Up
After
lowering the third I made straight for the yard
Where I bumped into Brophy, the big civic guard
Come here to me boy, don't you know I'm the law?
Well, I up with me fist and I shattered his jaw
He fell
to the ground with his knees doubled up
But it wasn't I hit him, 'twas Johnny Jump Up
The next thing I met down in Youghal by the sea
Was a cripple on crutches and says he to me
I'm
afraid of me life I'll be hit by a car
Won't you help me across to the Railwayman's Bar
After drinking a quart of the cider so sweet
He threw down his crutches and danced on his feet
So if
ever you go down to Youghal by the sea
Stay out of the ale house and take it from me
If you want to stay sane don't you dare take a
sup
Of that devil drink cider called Johnny Jump Up
