Gather up the pots and the old tin can And the mash, and the corn, the barley, and the bran And then run like the devil from the excise man Keep the smoke
I go off to mass on Sunday And then it's back to the pub on Monday I've got a sister Meghan With a Celtic cross tattoo I'll tell you a few stories And
Well in the merry month of June, From my home I started,?Left the girls of Tuam, Nearly broken hearted,?Saluted father dear, Kissed me darlin' mother
I'll tell me ma when I gone home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole me comb But that's alright till I go home She is
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 Says I, "A quiet
I got a fresh tattoo of a broken heart You'd think I'd learn by now but I ain't that smart Got a pocket full of nothing, a head full of lukewarm beer.
Well I wonder why it is that we have rascals rogues and losers We've got roustabouts rapscallions and a bucket load of boozers We've got balladeers
(Chorus) Whup Jamboree, Whup Jamboree A long-tailed black bird come up behind Whup Jamboree, Whup Jamboree Johnny get your oats me son (Chorus end) The
Some take their hope And hide it away It burns in the darkness Like gold in a grave There's a spark inside That can't be concealed No hurt is so secret
Fare thee well to Prince's Landing Stage Mersey River, fare thee well well I am bound for California but I know that I'll return someday Oh I have signed
Lemme tell you a little story About a man named Johnny Tarr He was a hard drinking son of a preacher Always at the bar Lager from the tap Or shots of
Well, I'm a little beggarman, I am a beggarman I'm a little beggar, beggarman, I am a beggarman Well, I'm a little beggarman, I am a beggarman I'm a little
Jack: So do you want to go to a real party? Jack: I?m going to dance with her now, alright? Jack: Come on. Rose: What? Jack: Come with me. Rose: But
Come away come away with the traveling show come away with the raggle taggle gypsy oh! We'll raggle-taggle here we'll raggle-taggle there, raggle up and
Nothing happened again today excitement took a holiday No spaceship in my cereal bowl no jam to fill my doughnut hole. The black stuff in between the
Ar mo ghabhail dom siar chum Droichead Ui Mhordha Pice im dhoid is me dui i meitheal Ce chasfai orm i gcumar ceoidh Ach pocan cron is e ar buile! Chorus
Well I'm a little beggarman, I am a beggarman, I'm a little beggar-beggarman, I am a beggar man X Well I'm a little beggarman and begging I have been
Some take their hope, and hide it away It burns in the darkness, like gold in a grave There's a spark inside, that can't be concealed No heart is so secret
