Don't mind the wind or the rolling sea The weary night never worries me But the hardest time in a sailor's day Is to watch the sun as it dies away It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line The finest ship that sails the sea Is still a prison for the likes of me But give me wings like Noah's dove And I'll fly away to the girl I love It's one more...Learn More

Polly, pretty Polly, come and go with me Polly, pretty Polly, won't you come and go with me? Before we get married, some pleasure we'll see They rode along the hilltop and what did they spy? They rode along the hilltop and what did they spy? But a new dug grave with a spade lying by There's no time to talk now, there's no time to stand There's no...Learn More

Farewell to the groves of shillelagh and shamrock Farewell to the girls of old Ireland all 'round May their hearts be as merry as ever I would wish them When far away ’cross the ocean I'm bound Oh, my father is old and my mother quite feeble To leave their own country it grieves their heart sore Oh, the tears in great drops down their cheeks they...Learn More

You all have heard of bonnie Jean Cameron How she was sick, and was likely to die But the only thing that they could recommend her Was aye blythe blink of the Young Pretender Rare, oh rare, bonnie Jean Cameron Rare, oh rare, bonnie Jean-O The doctor was sent for to see if he could cure her Quickly he came, made no delay But the only thing that he...Learn More

I sat down in the valley green I sat me with my true love My sad heart had to choose between The old love and the new love The old for her, the new that made me Think on Ireland dearly While the soft wind blew down the glen And shook the golden barley T'was hard the woeful words to frame To break the ties that bound us But harder still to bear...Learn More

On Monday night he came to my door and he made such a din "Get up, get up you darling girl, and let your lover come in.” Well I got up and I let him in, and on me he did fall It was 5 o’clock in the morning before I got any sleep at all On Tuesday night he came to my door, the joys of love to tend “Get up, get up you darling girl, before I go...Learn More

In Banbridge town, in the County Down One morning last July From a bóithrín green came a sweet cailín And she smiled as she passed me by She looked so sweet from her two brown feet To the crown of her nut brown hair Such a winsome elf, sure I pinched myself For to see she was really there As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head And I looked...Learn More