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Marrie's Wedding
05:35
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Step we gaily, on we go
Heel for heel and toe for toe
Arm in arm and row on row
All for Marie's wedding
Over hillways up and down
Myrtle green and bracken brown
Past the shielings through the town
All for sake of Marie
Step we gaily, on we go
Heel for heel and toe for toe
Arm in arm and row on row
All for Marie's wedding
Red her cheeks as rowans are
Bright her eyes as any star
Fairest of them all by far
Is our darling Marie
Step we gaily, on we go
Heel for heel and toe for toe
Arm in arm and row on row
All for Marie's wedding
Step we gaily, on we go
Heel for heel and toe for toe
Arm in arm and row on row
All for Marie's wedding
Oh plenty herring, plenty meal
Plenty peat to fill her creel
Plenty bonny bairns as well
That's the toast for Marie
Step we gaily, on we go
Heel for heel and toe for toe
Arm in arm and row on row
All for Marie's wedding
Step we gaily, on we go
Heel for heel and toe for toe
Arm in arm and row on row
All for Marie's wedding
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The Princess Royale
04:35
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Black is the Colour
06:31
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Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like a rose so fair
And the prettiest face and the neatest little hands
I love the grass where on she stands
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her face is something truly rare
Oh I do love my love so well she knows
I love the ground where on she goes
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Alone my life would be so bare
I would sigh, I would weep, I would never fall asleep
My love is way beyond compare
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
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Achil Aire
03:23
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Sam Patch
02:53
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Oh Sammy, Sammy Sammy
Oh what a fate for Sammy
It was 1826 and 3, As we may all remember
Sam Patch jumped the Genesee the 13th of November
The crowd looked on and help its breath
As Sammy plunged down to his death
Oh Sammy, Sammy Sammy
Oh what a fate for Sammy
Although he lived in Jersey state, he roamed all o'er the nation
His leaping appetite to sate, he jumped with jubilation
From bridge and mast he bravely sprang
From our lips his praises sprang
Oh Sammy, Sammy Sammy
Oh what a fate for Sammy
One day he braved Niagara's power, it was not satisfying
"The Genesee I'll next devour," he said, "or die trying!"
He jumped a hundred and a score
It was his last, he'd jump no more
Oh Sammy, Sammy Sammy
Oh what a fate for Sammy
Sam he never saw the light, he left the Earth behind him
Beneath the falls where lost to sight, no mortal man could find him
At the river's mouth he lay
They found him on St. Patrick's Day
Oh Sammy, Sammy Sammy
Oh what a fate for Sammy
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Murder of crows is not very cryptic, it's actually what you call a group of crows.
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On the first day of March it was raining
It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen
I drank ten pints of beer and I cursed all the people there
And I wish that all this raining would stop falling down on me
And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink
You better wake me early in the morning
At the time I was working for a landlord
And he was the meanest bastard that you have ever seen
And to lose a single penny would grieve him awful sore
And he was a miserable bollocks and a bitch's bastard's whore
And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink
You better wake me early in the morning
I recall we took care of him one Sunday
We got him out the back and we broke his fucking balls
And maybe that was dreaming and maybe that was real
But all I know is I left that place without a penny or fuck all
And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink
You better wake me early in the morning
But now I've the most charming of verandahs
I sit and watch the junkies, the drunks, the pimps, the whores
Five green bottles sitting on the floor
I wish to Christ, I wish to Christ
That I had fifteen more
And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink
You better wake me early in the morning
On the first day of March it was raining
It was raining worse than anything that I have ever seen
Stay on the other side of the road
'Cause you can never tell
We've a thirst like a gang of devils
We're the boys of the county hell
And it's lend me ten pounds, I'll buy you a drink
You better wake me early in the morning
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The Belfast Volunteers
05:42
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Voice of Lir Rochester, New York
Multi-instrumentalist Rick Yogis, best known for his work as the drummer for Rochester, NY's The Isotopes, is always looking for a new musical challenge. This is the second solo album from Yogis where he makes a majority of the sounds with his instruments and voice. ... more
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