I wish I was in Carrickfergus Only for a night in Ballygrand I would swim over the deepest ocean Only for a night in Ballygrand But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over And neither have I the wings to fly I wish I had a handsome boatman To ferry me over my love and I My childhood days bring back sad reflections Of happy days so long ago My...Learn More

Well you heard the ballad of Jesse James how he robbed that Glendale train But that don't compare to the do-or-dare of the famous Barrow Gang They're crooks and killers the papers say and society drags ‘em down Calls ‘em low-life scum no better than mud and they run ‘em right out of town And I said hey pretty honey of mine ride along with me We'll...Learn More

He was stranded in a tiny town on fair Prince Edward Island Waiting for a ship to come and find him A one horse place, a friendly face, some coffee, and a tiny trace Of fiddling in the distance far behind him And a dime across the counter then, a shy hello, a brand new friend A walk along the street in the wintry weather A yellow light, an open...Learn More

[Chorus] Gather up your pots and your old tin cans The mash and the corn, the barley and the bran Run like the devil from the excise man Keep the smoke from rising, Barney [Verse 1] (Well), keep your eyes well-peeled today The excise men, they’re on their way Searching for the mountain tay In the Hills of Connemara [Chorus] Gather up your pots...Learn More

Cigarettes in the morning Walking hallways of this strange empty home Cold whiskey in the evening Every day now she’s gone Connemara’s on the bus route to Behan It’s seven days since the last cow died And when the barley’s gone and three lost women Like the girls and boys in Rome used to cry Just give me cornbread in the morning so early For you...Learn More

This is a love song To whom that I don’t know I took me to a woman’s house Where wine and water flow I love a girl like a watershed But she sure don’t love me She’s got a sullen crawfish head All full of old whiskey But who is she with rosy cheeks And hair like trickling fire Soft and clear as mountain creeks And music in your ear And has she got...Learn More

You’re a bear in a sheepskin coat And O’Donnell caught you on the boat And three little piggies on Walkin street Have gobbled up all your corn to eat With a too-ra-loo-ra-loo-rae-ay Whack fol da diddle loora-da-o-may Now Buckeye jim has lost his way Saving his corn for a rainy day And North Country beagles did run awry With a Billy O’Neil just...Learn More

Last morning I did tread the creek Thinking how my boots do leak ‘Twas then that I was fain to speak To all you Naiads dear Well I’ll swim the french broad river And become a little thinner When I lay me down to dinner At Dixie’s house to dine Well I’ll order in the brandy And wine and summer shandy A stronger braver man I’ll be For thee and me...Learn More

Sure the Girls in Old Ireland they come to me Bloody shillelagh clubs for to set me free I said my lady’s fair won’t you listen to me And I’ll bring you to your bonnie lass In fifty-two the hunger took us by surprise Water fell into my mother’s crying eyes We wailed just like a dove in the morning cries And the crops were sick in harvest time But...Learn More

If you ever feel lonesome, and you’re down in San Antone Beg steal or borrow two nickels or a dime and call me on the phone And I'll meet you at Alamo Mission where we can say our prayers And the Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother will heal us as we kneel there In the moonlight in the midnight In the moonlight midnight moonlight If you ever feel...Learn More

[Chorus] I must away, love, I can no longer tarry This morning’s tempest I have to cross I must be guided without a stumble Into the arms I love the most [Verse 1] And when he came to his true love’s dwelling He knelt down gently upon a stone And through her window he's whispered lowly Is my true love within at home? [Verse 2] Wake up, wake up...Learn More

Darling mother would you guide my hand My love she’s in America with a terry band Her dark-flowing hair rolls all down her breast It’s as soft as the night that she went and left Sandy was the river that she walked It was out the door and it was off the dock The thunder ahead and the steamboat’s dreams Of lily-white smoke and fine rafting...Learn More