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

The Woman From Wexford (Live) The Dubliners

find She said Will ye give me something that`ll make me old man blind Says he Give him eggs and marrow bones and make him sup `em all And it won`t be so very long after that he won`t see you at all Well the

The Woman from Wexford (Live In The Concert Hall, Cecil Sharp House 12/4/1964) The Dubliners

find She said Will ye give me something that`ll make me old man blind Says he Give him eggs and marrow bones and make him sup `em all And it won`t be so very long after that he won`t see you at all Well the

Mrs McGrath (Bonus Track - From 'The Dubliners In Person') The Dubliners

your toor ri ya fol da diddle ya Toor ri toor ri toor ri ya Now Mrs McGrath came from County Clare And for forty seven or more years she lived there She was a milkin` cows and a feedin` pigs To keep ol

San Antonio Stroll Tanya Tucker

When my folks would come home, they'd be humming a song, Mama'd smile and say: "Child, don't you know, "There ain't a thing in this world to make you fall in love girl, "Like the San Antonio Stroll?"

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

The Nightingale The Dubliners

And softly cried the fair maid as the nightingale sings And they kissed so sweet and comforting As they clung to each other They went arm in arm along the road Like sister and brother They went

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

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

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

The Town I Loved So Well The Dubliners

In my memory I will always see the town that I have loved so well Where our school played ball by the gasyard wall and we laughed through the smoke and the smell Going home in the rain running up

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

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

Whiskey in the Jar (1993 Remaster) The Dubliners

she filled them up with water Then sent for captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter Mush-a ring dumb-a do dumb-a da Whack fall the daddy-o, whack fall the daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar

The Holy Ground The Dubliners

Fine girl you are Adieu to you my Dinah a thousand times adieu We're going away from the holy ground and the girls that we love true We will sail the South sea over and then return for sure To see again

Zoological Gardens The Dubliners

Oh thunder and lightning is no lark When Dublin city is in the dark So if you`ve any money go up to the park And view the zoological gardens We went out there to see the zoo We saw the lion and the kangaroo

The Sick Note The Dubliners

like a rocket till to my dismay I found that halfway up I met the bloody barrel comming down Well the barrel broke me shoulder as to the ground it sped and when I reached the top I banged the pully with

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 Rocky Road To Dublin The Dubliners

off to reap the corn and leave where I was born Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins Bought a pair of brogues rattling o`er the bogs And fright`ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin

Rocky Road To Dublin The Dubliners

off to reap the corn leave where I was born Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins Bought a pair of brogues rattling o`er the bogs And fright`ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin

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

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

Mcalpine's Fusiliers The Dubliners

As down the glen came McAlpine's men With their shovels slung behind them 'Twas in the pub they drank the sub And up in the spike you'll find them They sweated blood and they washed down mud With pints

The Holy Ground (Live) The Dubliners

Fare thee well my lovely Dinah A thousand times adieu For we’re going away from the Holy Ground And the girls we all love true We will sail the salt seas over And then return for shore To see again the

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

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 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

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 Rocky Road To Dublin (Live) The Dubliners

off to reap the corn leave where I was born Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins Bought a pair of brogues rattling o`er the bogs And fright`ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin

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

the squad that makes the hot asphalt Well we laid it in the hollows and we laid it in the flat And if it doesn`t last forever sure I swear I`ll eat me hat Well I`ve wandered up and down the world but sure

Dirty Old Town The Dubliners

I met my love by the gas works wall Dreamed a dream by the old canal Kissed a girl by the factory wall Dirty old town Dirty old town Clouds a drifting across the moon Cats a prowling on their beat

Reels: The Sligo Maid/Colonel Rodney (Live In The Concert Hall, Cecil Sharp House 12/4/1964) The Dubliners

only one for me You get it up It`s only the middle of the week But when you called Joe and Pun You kept it real with the streets That`s the true honor Not the jewels or Garbana Any fool can`t accomplish

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

McAlpine's Fusilliers (Live) The Dubliners

As down the glen came McAlpine`s men With their shovels slung behind them Twas in the pub they drank the sub And up in the spike you`ll find them They sweated blood and they washed down mud With pints

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

As down the glen came McAlpine`s men With their shovels slung behind them `Twas in the pub they drank the sub And up in the spike you`ll find them They sweated blood and they washed down mud With pints

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

McAlpine's Fusiliers Behan (Bonus Track - From 'The Dubliners In Person') The Dubliners

As down the glen came McAlpine`s men With their shovels slung behind them `Twas in the pub they drank the sub And up in the spike you`ll find them They sweated blood and they washed down mud With

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

Spanish Lady The Dubliners

coals In all me life I ne'er did see A maid so sweet about the soul Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Ray lady Whack for the Too Rye, ooh, Rye aye As I came back through Dublin City At the hour of half past

Greenland Whale Fisheries (Live) The Dubliners

Twas in eighteen hundred and fifty-three And of June the thirteenth day That our gallant ship her anchor weighed And for greenland bore away brave boys And for greenland bore away The lookout in the crosstrees

Cooley's Reel / The Dawn / The Mullingar Races The Dubliners

I've been a Wild Rover for many's the Year And I spend all my money on Whiskey and Beer And now I'm returning with Gold in great store And I never will play the Wild Rover no more And it's no,nay,never

The Wild Rover The Dubliners

I've been a Wild Rover for many's the Year And I spend all my money on Whiskey and Beer And now I'm returning with Gold in great store And I never will play the Wild Rover no more And it's no,nay,

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.

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

Touch The Sky Young Dubliners

pictures of home Where I'm never alone And warmth surrounds me Keeps me whole I'd like to think we deserve a beginning I'd like to think that we fight 'cause we're winning Reach up so high, Never touch the

The High Reel The Dubliners

`t gonna teach them what y`all showed us There`s too many babies dyin` before they`re born Lord ain`t that the truth Too many young ladies cryin` with a daddy in the house But not a father in the home

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

I'll Tell My Ma The Dubliners

I`ll tell my ma when I get home The boys won`t leave the girls alone They pull my hair and stole my comb But that`s all right till I go home She is handsome she is pretty She is the Belle of Belfast