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drinking song videos

2009-06-23T13:51:24Z

http://youtube.com/watch?v=QaiJGg0GxNk

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Lyrics?

2009-05-26T19:11:13Z

Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose, meat nor drink, nor money have I none. Still we will be married. Rose, Rose, Rose.

Anybody know anymore verses?

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2009-04-14T00:35:21Z

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Looking for the Words for The Pulse of an Irishman

2008-08-31T04:26:25Z

Hello,

I just joined and I was wondering if by any chance somebody has the words for the song "The Pulse of an Irishman"? Its the tune played thru out the old John Wayne movie The Quiet Man. I also understand there are some words set to the tune during the American Civil War that was sung by the Irish Volunteers from New York mainly I believe. I would also love to find a copy of the tune itself if possible.

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Folk/Irish band auditions!

2008-08-05T18:07:43Z

The Merry Wives of Windsor are still seeking an alto! We are an all female group who play folk and Irish music at Renaissance Faires and cultural festivals year round. We also play larger shows a few times a year, past venues have included the Grove of Anaheim and the El Rey in LA.

If you can:

Play well with others

Sing a strong "F" below middle C

Sight read OR learn music quickly

Play well with others

Be available on Tuesday nights from 7:pm to 10:pm YEAR AROUND in Pasadena(except for December)

Be energetic & dynamic on stage

Play well with others

...then you have the makings of a good Wife and we would love to have you audition. Please contact heathergreene@ sbcglobal. net for what you will need to do for us at the audition and with any questions that you may have.

Audition dates: Tuesday, 8/19/2008 in Pasadena

If needed, we will have a second audition date of Tuesday, 8/26 also in Pasadena.

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Jimmy Liggins

2008-04-11T03:00:19Z

http://youtube.com/watch?v=5msioQHAGYs

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looking for a cd called "irish drinking songs"

2008-04-10T02:05:03Z

i have found it twice on ebay but some how got stiffed?
the tittle of the cd is "irish drinking songs"
the track listing is
Tracks:
1.    Take Her up to Monto
   2.    Wild Rover
   3.    A Nation Once Again
   4.    Whiskey in the Jar
   5.    Big Strong Man
   6.    Holy Ground
   7.    Spancil Hill
   8.    Paddy on the Railway
   9.    Merry Ploughboy
   10.    Biddy Mulligan
   11.    Jug of Punch
   12.    Waxies Dargle
   13.    Spanish Lady
   14.    Old Maid in the Garret
   15.    Henry My Son
   16.    Bog Down in the Valley-O
   17.    Peggy Gordon
   18.    Finnegan's Wake
   19.    All for Me Grog
   20.    Dicey Reiley

if anybody has it please let me know? i would pay for a copy! let me know.
thanks
brian mcguire

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OPEN MIC NIGHTS Tuesdays (NW 21st/Gilsan)

2008-04-06T23:07:30Z

The spacious Old Nob Hill Cafe & Bar is hosting open music nights.
Everyone is welcome from solo musicians, deejays, and bands.
This is a great opportunity for fun and practice at performing live. Being a new venue most nights are open- in fact we would like to get things rolling ASAP so impromptue shows are great you can most likely play tonight if you like. Anyhow we are setting the schedule but we are planning for bands and deejays on Saturday and Sunday with open mike nights during the week.

CONTACT INFO:
oldpharm@mail2bar.com
Or come on in any night after 9 o'clock and talk to either of the bartenders John or Matt.

LOCATION:
Old Nob Hill Pharmacy Cafe & Bar
NW 21st and Gilsan
(across from the McMenamins - Blue Moon Tavern)

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An Inconvenient Truth Presentation

2008-03-20T19:43:04Z

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drunken sailor

2007-10-29T00:06:45Z

does anyone know more verses?
Chorus:
Way hay and up she rises (x3)
Earl-aye in the morning

1. Put him in the long boat till he's sober,
2. Keep him there and make 'im bale 'er.
3. Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
4. Put him in bed with the captain's daughter.

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Come see The Merry Wives of Windsor in Los Angeles!!

2007-09-04T03:26:38Z

THIS Wed Sept 5th at THE DERBY in L.A!

GET TICKETS HERE: http://www.mwow.net/tickets/
Tickets are $10 presale, $15 at the door!

For club info: http://www.clubderby.com/

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Youtube Irish lessons.

2007-08-26T23:32:13Z

Sorry in the delay in getting these lessons out, I'll be putting them up faster now that summer is ending. Lesson 12 is reading from the book Dúnmharú ar an Dart.

Part 1

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FKecHwEd70o

Part 2

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u3xQq8SWio4

Part 3

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HJnVwmM7Wso

Part 4

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KNGhjsoNpbk

Part 5

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SQyFu6-vrjs

Part 6

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FWyoFR7uCNc

Part 7

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cx6yF9DgcMY

Part 8

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISj6xcMiwlc

Part 9

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6JnRQdvcw44

Part 10

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XO3fkc_REE0

Part 11

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cl1niYEBw4M

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Tommy Makem, RIP

2007-08-02T18:52:32Z

http://www.cnn.com/2007/SHOWBIZ/Music/08/02/obit.makem.ap/index.html

Raise a glass.

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Rickety Tickety Tin

2007-03-30T16:58:58Z

This is absolutely my all time favourite "drinking" song, although my father taught it to my brother and me before we could walk. When we were kids we would beg him to sing it to us before bedtime. He would sit on the edge of one of our beds with his guitar and play while we would laugh hysterically. After hearing this, we would fall off into a gentle slumber with a tear of laughter in our eyes. I do remember seeing him drink and sing it around a fire on many camping trips. If you know it, sing along!

Rickety Tickety Tin

About a maid I'll sing a song
Sing rickety tickety tin
About a maid I'll sing a song
Who didn't have her family long
Not only did she do them wrong
She did every one of them in, them in
She did every one of them in.

One morning in a fit of pique
Sing rickety tickety tin
One morning in a fit of pique
She drowned her father in the creek
The water tasted bad for a week
And we had to make do with gin, with gin
We had to make do with gin

Her mother she could never stand
Sing rickety tickety tin
Her mother she could never stand
And so a cyanide soup she planned
The mother died with the spoon in her hand
And her face in a hideous grin, a grin
Her face in a hideous grin.

She weighted her brother down with stones
Sing rickety tickety tin
She weighted her brother down with stones
And sent him off to Davey Jones
All they ever found were some bones
And occasional pieces of skin, of skin
Occasional pieces of skin.

She set her sister's hair on fire
Sing rickety tickety tin
She set her sister's hair on fire
And as the smoke and flame rose higher
Danced around the funeral pyre
Playing a violin, olin
Playing a violin.

One day she had nothing to do
Sing rickety tickety tin
One day she had nothing to do
She cut her baby brother in two
And served him up as an Irish stew
And invited the neighbors in, bors in
Invited the neighbors in.

And when at last the police came by
Sing rickety tickety tin
And when at last the police came by
Her little pranks she did not deny
To do so she would have had to lie
And lying she knew was a sin, a sin
And lying she knew was a sin.

And just one thing before I go
Sing rickety tickety tin
And just one thing before I go
There's something I think that you ought to know
They had no proof, so they let her go
And they say that she's tall and thin, and thin
They say that she's tall and thin.

My tragic tale I won't prolong
Sing rickety tickety tin
My tragic tale I won't prolong
You've yourself to blame if it's too long
You should never have let me begin, begin
You should never have let me begin.

Tom Lehrer

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Madonna

2007-03-28T13:36:14Z

There once was a girl named Madonna
To all the boys she'd ask "Do yo wanna?"
Warren Beatty said no,
called her a "HO"
Now she cries and smokes marijuana.

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you can't say "Irish" and "drinking"...

2006-10-19T14:33:09Z

...without thinking of Shane MacGowan.

Anyone seen the Pogues on their current tour?

I'll be at the Wiltern tonight.

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Mountain Dew

2006-09-18T23:45:31Z

At the foot of the hill there's a neat little still and the smoke curls up to the sky. By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell that there's poteen brewin near by...

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a crappy irish drinking song

2006-08-29T17:57:25Z

if i got drunk
and fucked yer wife,
would you still swill with me,
or chase me with a butcher knife?
if i fell over
and broke yer favorite reading lamp
would we still laugh,
drink in the woods
till we had to set up camp?
or would you turn red,
stammer,stutter,stomp
and bash in my head?
tomorrow when we sober
will you still meet me at the pub
share the tab
and leer at little Annie O'Glover
or will you instead
null our friendship,
pretend I am dead...
drink a pint
over my "gravesite"
and not pour any down for ME?
Pug mahone,then,my lad.

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Quintessential Happy Hour Set List

2006-07-03T05:17:42Z

I've been booked to play a mid-afternoon happy hour at the pub in a retirement community on St. Patrick's Day. (There will be at least a couple Boston Irishmen there--I met them at my last gig at this place.)

I'm sure I'll be asked to do some requests, which makes me a bit nervous, because my repertoire isn't broad enough for me to survive "Stump the Band," but I'd like to walk in prepared to do a dozen to a dozen and a half songs.

What would be *your* top ten (or six or 13 or...) absolutely necessary Irish Drinking Songs for me to include on my set list?

Thanks for your help.

Khrysso
(with, alas, not a drop of Irish blood in me)

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Irish Ballad

2006-06-17T08:33:03Z

About a maid I'll sing this song sing rickety tickety tin
... who did not have her family long
Not only did she do them wrong.
She did everyone of them in.
Them in. She did every one of them in

One morning in a fit of pique sing rickety tickety tin
... she drowned her father in the creek
The water tasted bad for a week
And we had to make do with gin
With gin. We had to make do with gin

Her mother she could never stand sing rickety tickety tin
... stand and so a cyanide soup she planned
The mother died with a spoon in her hand
And her face in a hideous grin
A grin. Her face in a hideous grin

She set her sisters hair on fire sing rickety tickety tin
... and as the smoke and flame grew higher
Danced around the funeral pyre
Playing a violin
O-lin. Playing a violin

She tied her brother down with stones sing rickety tickety tin
... and sent him off to Davy Jones
All they ever found were the bones
And occassional pieces of skin
Of skin. Occassional pieces of skin

One day she had nothing to do sing rickety tickety tin
... she cut her baby brother in two
Served him up in an Irish stew
And invited the neighbors in
-Bors in. Invited the neighbors in.

When at last the police came by sing rickety tickety tin
... these terrible deeds she did not deny
To do so she would have to lie
And lying she knew was a sin
A sin. Lying she knew was a sin

ADDITIONAL VERSE
[Just one last thing before I go sing rickety tickery tin
... there is something I think you ought to know
They had no proof so they let her go
And they say she was tall and thin
And thin. They say she was tall and thin.]

My tragic
tale I won't prolong sing rickety tickety tin
... and if you did not enjoy this song
You've yourself to blame for letting me go on
You should never have let me begin
Begin. You should never have let me begin!

KEY Dm
Old classic drinking song, enjoy!

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Any good 'local' bands where you're from?

2006-05-27T19:42:58Z

Here in Southern California I like the "Freebooters" (a mix of Irish, Social D, and Johnny Cash) but for a more traditional sound, you can't beat Orange County's "the American Wake".

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Galway Bay (with new lyrics)

2006-04-23T20:50:13Z

I have an MP3 at work of (it says) the Clancy Brothers & Tommy Makem doing a live version of this fine old Irish song...with some new lyrics. If I could find another brave soul, I'd love to try it out at the local pub one night.

Let me know if anyone else has heard this version...

Galway Bay (the remix ;-})

I know someday I'll go back again to Ireland
If my dear old wife would only pass away
She nearly has my heart broke with her nagging
She's got a mouth as big as Galway Bay

See her drinking sixteen pints of Pabst Blue Ribbon (someone yells out "commercial!")
And then she can walk home without a sway
If the sea were beer instead of salty water
She would live and die in Galway Bay

See her drinking sixteen pints at Pat Joe Murphy's
And the barman says, "I think it's time to go."
And she did not try to speak to him in Gaelic
A language that the clergy do not know

On her back she has tattoed a map of Ireland
And when she takes her bath on Saturday
She rubs the Sunlight soap around by Claddagh
Just to watch the suds run down by Galway Bay!

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tear down the old saloon/thats bad/good

2006-02-22T17:16:28Z

My father in law used to sing a song when the gang all got together and got drunk. He is no longer on earth and none of the 6 kids can remember it.
I would be thrilled to get the words to share with them all at our -old saloon- when we get drunk. It is a banter song started by one and returned by the rest in the group. something like: Their gonna tear down the old saloon!-OH thats BAD!---NO thats good because their gonna build a new one!!--Thats good!!----NO that's bad because..........that is all any of them can remember. I was thinking at one time it may be a cowboy song, but I have never come up with anything in my searches.
thanks for anyones help.

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Flogging Molly

2005-07-03T02:42:17Z

Seen them twice in concert this year.

The first was the opener in Tempe, AZ. Fun show, great atmosphere. Much Guinness and whiskey was consumed.

Second was on St. Patrick's Day. Insanely drunk crowd, fairly rough pits I tried to avoid ...

Favorite songs from both shows "Black Friday Rule", "Rebels of the Sacred Heart", "The Worst Day Since Yesterday", and "If I Ever Leave This World Alive". The latter two being excellent drinking songs.

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One of our own on TV!!

2005-06-06T23:47:39Z

Check out my listing entitled "Request: Tonight on Jeopardy ... !"

~<{:o)

Sorry for the crossposting

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molly mcguires?

2005-06-06T19:04:53Z

jack was my dad!

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drunken keys of Danny Boy

2005-05-11T20:45:43Z

I was a full adult before I ever heard Danny Boy sung on key. At family gatherings, back before the 'younger'generation slowed down on the drinking, everyone would break into a drunken rendition regularly. I didn't even know it had a key. I may be the only person in my family that can hold a tune, and not if I'm too drunk.
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.

And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.
And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me
I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.
I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

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whiskey your the devil (in a jar)

2005-02-06T00:10:08Z

these classics + pirate anthems, hobo tunes, dark originals and creepy goblin music available through the hobo gobbelins, playing at a bonfire near you. check out our tribe as well as international maggot theatre (suit case puppet show), pink eye cult, and party king of darkness fan club. or call 510-bad-smut and we are in the s.f. east bay area. oakland berkeley bound.

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"Another Irish Drinking Song"

2005-02-05T18:00:24Z

This is an original by DaVinci's Notebook, an acappella band out of D.C. Lyrics by Paul Sabourin & Greg DiCostanzo of DVN.
It's my favorite. I'm gonnna memorize it someday.

Gather 'round, ye lads and lasses, set ye for a while
And harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle
Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone
And lift our voices in another Irish drinking song

Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox
Me brother drank the whiskey 'til he wound up in a box (1)
My other brother in the Troubloes met with his demise
My sister has forever closed her smiling Irish eyes

CHORUS

Now everybody's died
So until our tears are dried
We'll drink and drink and drink and drink,
and then we'll drink some more
We'll dance and sing and fight
until the early morning light
Then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up, and then go drinking once again

Kenny was killed in Kilkenny and Claire, she died in Clare
Tip from Tipperary died out in the Derry air
Shannon jumped into the River Shannon bck in June
Ernie fell into the Erne, and Tom is in the Toome

"Cleanliness is godliness" me Uncle Pat would sing
He broke his neck a'slippin' on a bar of Irish Spring
O'Grady, he was 80 though his bride was just a pup
He died upon the honeymoon when she got his Irish up

CHORUS

Joe Murphy fought wiht Reilly near the banks of old Doneen
He took out his shillelagh and he stabbed hom in the spleen
Craxy Uncle Mike believed he was a leprechaun -
In fact he's just a leper, and his arms and legs are gone

When Timmy Johnson broke his neck it was a cryin' shame
He wasn't really Irish, but he went to Notre Dame
McNamara crossed the street and by a bus was hit
But he was just a Scotsman, so nobody gave a (ARRGHH)

CHORUS

Me drunken Uncle Brendan tried to drive home from the bar
The road rose up to meet him when he fell out of his car
Irony was what befell my great-grand Uncle Sam
He choked upon the very last potato in the land

Conor lived in Ulster town, he used to smuggle arms
Until the British kjilled him and cut off his lucky charms
And dear old Father Flanagan, who left the lord's employ
Drunk on sacramental wine, beneath the altar boy

CHORUS

(slower)

Someday soon I'll leave this world of pain and toil and sin
The Lord will take me by the hand to join all of me kin
Me only wish is when the Savior comes for me and you

(a tempo)

He kills the cast of Riverdance, and Michael Flatley too

CHORUS (2x)

(1) IMHO, This line should really have been:
Me brother drank the whiskey 'til he wound up ON THE ROCKS

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A lusty young smith

2005-01-31T04:55:00Z

A lusty young smith at his vice stood a-filing.
His hammer laid by but his forge still aglow.
When to him a buxom young damsel came smiling,
And asked if to work in her forge he would go.
Rum, rum, rum. Rum, rum, rum.
In and out. In and out. Ho!

"I will," said the smith, and they went off together,
Along to the young damsel's forge they did go.
They stripped to go to it, 'twas hot work and hot weather.
They kindled a fire and she soon made him blow.

Her husband, she said, no good work could afford her.
His strength and his tools were worn out long ago.
The smith said "Well mine are in very good order,
And I am now ready my skill for to show."

Red hot grew his iron, as both did desire,
And he was too wise not to strike while 'twas so.
Said she, "What I get I get out of the fire,
So prithee, strike home and redouble the blow."

Six times did his iron, by vigorous heating,
Grow soft in her forge in a minute or so,
But as often was hardened, still beating and beating,
But the more it was softened, it hardened more slow.

When the smith rose to go, quoth the dame full of sorrow:
"Oh, what would I give could my husband do so.
Good lad with your hammer come hither tomorrow,
But pray could you use it once more ere you go!"

KEY C

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My favorite...

2005-01-29T04:11:50Z

I definitely love the Rooster song (I don't actually know the real title like...) "and then that rooster came into the yard...."

Or any of The Frames songs - especially "Revelate" or the like. =)

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The Irish

2004-11-01T15:55:08Z

from the isle, arrived in this country
with not very much to my name
but that name I have carried from Dublin to Derry
I'll carry it here just the same

said my father to me, "best prepare for the winter
'tis rough in the snow and the cold
every season of death and re-birth you'll be living
God willin', you'll live til' you're old

I crossed the river, I crossed the sea
I shall stand and deliver, it's the Irish in me

the footprints I follow from Lexington Hollow
lead up to North Michigan shores
there some kinfolk from Blarney, New Ross and Killarney
have all settled in by the scores

and they tell us there's plenty of work here
for hungry young lassies and lads
there is milk, there is honey and plenty of money
to send home to our mothers and dads

It's been seven long years in this country
I long for my home 'cross the sea
the government here is no better than anywhere else
least it seems so to me

be courageous and strong all ye sons and daughters
be certain no passion you lack
may the road always rise to meet you
may the wind always be at your back

10/25/04

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Weddings songs

2004-09-25T23:19:12Z

Ok, here is my question for all of you wonderful people.

What songs would be best played at a Scottish wedding reception?
My friend from Clan Campbell is getting married in about two years to a wonderful man. They want to have plenty of songs for the reception (we are planning on being our own DJ's for the event, me and her adopted brother). She only knows that she wants the Drunken Scotsman to open the bar and to close it. Can you please tell me of other songs to play as well?

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Danny boy

2004-08-26T00:44:02Z

I have been looking for some of the older lyrics for this sone and have met with minimul success. can any one help?

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Old dun cow

2004-08-23T16:30:16Z

Some friends and I in a public house
Was playing a game of chance one night
When into the pub a fireman ran
His face all a chalky white.
"What's up", says Brown, "Have you seen a ghost,
Or have you seen your Aunt Mariah?"
"Me Aunt Mariah be buggered!", says he,
"The bleedin' pub's on fire!"

And there was Brown upside down
Lappin'' up the whiskey on the floor.
"Booze, booze!" The firemen cried
As they came knockin' on the door (clap clap)
Oh don't let 'em in till it's all drunk up
And somebody shouted MacIntyre! MACINTYRE!
And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunk
When the Old Dun Cow caught fire.

"Oh well," says Brown, "What a bit of luck.
Everybody follow me.
And it's down to the cellar
If the fire's not there
Then we'll have a grand old spree."
So we went on down after good old Brown
The booze we could not miss
And we hadn't been there ten minutes or more
Till we were quite pissed.

Then, Smith walked over to the port wine tub
And gave it just a few hard knocks (clap clap)
Started takin' off his pantaloons
Likewise his shoes and socks.
"Hold on, " says Brown, "that ain't allowed
Ya cannot do that thing here.
Don't go washin' trousers in the port wine tub
When we got Guinness beer."

Then there came from the old back door
The Vicar of the local church.
And when he saw our drunken ways,
He began to scream and curse.
"Ah, you drunken sods! You heathen clods!
You've taken to a drunken spree!
You drank up all the Benedictine wine
And you didn't save a drop for me!"

And then there came a mighty crash
Half the bloody roof caved in.
We were almost drowned in the firemen's hose
But still we were gonna stay.
So we got some tacks and some old wet sacks
And we nailed ourselves inside
And we sat drinking the finest Rum
Till we were bleary-eyed.

Later that night, when the fire was out
We came up from the cellar below.
Our pub was burned. Our booze was drunk.
Our heads was hanging low.
"Oh look", says Brown with a look quite queer.
Seems something raised his ire.
"Now we gotta get down to Murphy's Pub,
It closes on the hour!"

KEY Dm

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introduction

2004-07-31T14:46:05Z

I'm shy when i'm not drunk. So i'll just sing a hello.

will ye gooo-ooo lassy gooo?
and we'll aaallll go together
to pluck wild mountain thy-y-yme
all arrround the bloomin heatheeerr
will ye gooo-ooo lassy gooo?

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MP3's?

2004-05-20T17:08:27Z

anyone have any MP3's so that we can actually sing any of these songs right? I am gonna start lookin - i will post if I find any. I plan on beltin a few out for Saint Patties in Savannah, Ga. - see ya'll there!

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St. Paddy's Day

2004-03-17T09:39:38Z

Would anyone like to join me and some friends doing some heavy lifting at a pub on St. Paddy's Day. The heavy lifting will be Guiness of course- and the locations will be along Clement and Geary at some of my favorite pubs - until I have to stumble home and return for my car in the morning.
Anyone?

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Errrrr... OOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhh......

2004-03-12T18:24:53Z

Therr once was a lass named Molly
who drank her weight everrry daaaayyyyyy
annd wheen she came in with a mallet
shhheeeeeee...... sheeeeee.....
.....<snore>.........

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The Wind That Shakes The Barley

2004-02-17T06:19:18Z

I sat within the valley green
I sat me with my true love.
My sad heart strove the two 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 glade
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 the shame
of foreign chains around us.
And so I said the mountain glen
I'll meet at morning early.
And I'll join the bold united men
While soft winds shook the barley.

T'was sad I kissed away her tears
My fond arm round her flinging.
When a foe, man's shot burst on our ears
From out the wild woods ringing.
A bullet pierced my true love's side
In life's young spring so early.
And on my breast in blood she died
While soft winds shook the barley.

But blood for blood without remorse
I've ta'en at oulart hollow.
I've lain my true love's clay like corpse
Where I full soon must follow.
Around her grave I've wandered drear
Noon, night, and morning early.
With breaking heart when e'er I hear
The wind that shakes the barley.

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The Blarney Lads

2004-02-05T16:16:06Z

Can anyone tell me about The Blarney Lads? I have a few of their songs, but I can't find a website or any information about them.

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The Cliffs of Doneen

2004-02-05T04:32:22Z

The Cliffs of Doneen
You may travel far far from your own native land
Far away o'er the mountains, far away o'er the foam
But of all the fine places that I've ever been
Sure there's none can compare with the cliffs of Doneen.

Take a view o'er the mountains, fine sights you'll see there
You'll see the high rocky mountains o'er the west coast of Clare
Oh the town of Kilkee and Kilrush can be seen
From the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of Doneen.

It's a nice place to be on a fine summer's day
Watching all the wild flowers that ne'er do decay
Oh the hares and lofty pheasants are plain to be seen
Making homes for their young round the cliffs of Doneen.

Fare thee well to Doneen, fare thee well for a while
And to all the kind people I'm leaving behind
To the streams and the meadows where late I have been
And the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of Doneen.

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Winter Gathering- Where were you guys?

2004-02-03T03:13:38Z

So I half expected a number of you to be holed up near a corner swapping songs and drinking guiness and whiskey- other than Kathryn I didn't see a one of you- adn she wasn't singing until the show later that night-

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Hills of Connemara (the Mountain Tay)

2004-01-21T22:43:14Z

Gather up the pots and the old tin can,
The corn, the mash, the barley and the bran,
Run like the devil from the excise man,
Keep the smoke from rising, Barney.

The excise men are on their way,
Hunting all around for the mountain tay.
They won't go away for the devil of a day
In the Hills of Connemara.

A gallon for the butcher, a quart for John
A bottle for poor old Father Tom,
To help his prayers and hymns along,
In the Hills of Connemara.

Stand your ground boys, it's too late,
The excise men are at the gate,
Glory be to God, they're drinking it straight,
In the Hills of Connemara.

Swing to the left and swing to the right,
The excise men will dance all night,
Drinking all our tay till the broad daylight,
In the Hills of Connemara.

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What'll ya have?

2004-01-19T23:57:47Z

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Barnyards of Delgaty

2004-01-17T19:13:14Z

I tried to post a song last night when I was ragingly drunk (which would have been appropriate), but I passed out in the middle of it, and somehow closed the window in my sleep. I'm going to try to make it a tradition to post at least one song every time I come home drunk and alone. It's actually a Scottish song, but I like it anyway:

As I go down by Turrah Market
Turrah Market for to fee
I fell in with a wealthy farmer
From the Barnyards of Delgaty

[chorus]
Linten adie toorin adie
Linten adie toorin ee
Linten lowrin lowrin lowrin
The Barnyards of Delgaty

He promised me the one best horse
That e'er I laid my eyes upon
But when I got to the Barnyards
There was nothing there but skin and bone

As I go down by Church on Sunday
Many's the bonny lass I see
Sittin' by her mother's side
Winkin' o'er the pews at me

I can drink and no' be drunken
I can fight and no' be slain
I can sleep with another man's wife
And still be welcome to my ain

Now my candle is burnt out
It's splutterin' fairly on the wane
Fare thee well, ye Barnyards
Ye'll never catch me here again!

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