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SONGLIST
lyrics and more - we are currently performing most of these songs (plus
some instrumentals, natch). Follow the link for lyrics and for a way to
get a printable text file of the lyrics. The midi files are almost never the arrangement that we play; we just thought a reference would be cool.
Copyright disclaimer
The lyrics in the pages below are either drawn from sources on the net
and edited to reflect the lyrics and arrangement we use, or developed
by us specifically to reflect our arrangements. If we are stepping on
someone's intellectual property rights - let us know, and we will yank
the problem files.
Midi Credits
We know that Barry Taylor, Lesley Nelson, and Don Carroll sequenced many of the midi files below. I'm sure that there are files sequenced by others as well. Please request a listing if you recognize your file and need credits; most of the files were gathered over time without full credit documentation.
Repertoire
These are the tunes we either are currently playing or have worked up in the past.
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All for Me Grog |
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I spent all me tin on the lassies drinkin' gin. |
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Atholl Highlanders |
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Run for it ma - them boys in skirts are a-comin'! |
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Biddy Mulligan |
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I'm a fine buxom widder I live in the street |
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Blood on the Saddle |
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Buy that cowboy a drink - or you might end up in an EC comic |
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Bohemian Reel |
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As fine and crisp as Pilsner Urquell |
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The Boston Burglar |
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I was born and bred in Boston, a town you all Noel |
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Boulavogue |
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Oh Father Murphy had aid come o'er the green flag floated from shore to
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Bounced Czech |
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I landed at the Comet in the crater we have dug |
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The Boxer |
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Now he works at a desk by the docks |
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Carrickfergus |
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I wish i was at Carrickfergus |
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Co Jste Hasici |
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Firemens what did you do? |
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Come Back Paddy Reilly |
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to Bally James Duff |
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Connaughtsman's Fambles |
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don't forget the tripe, or the scoter |
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Danny Boy |
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Come ye back when summer's in the meadow |
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Denis Murphy's |
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a fine and jolly place |
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Dicey Riley |
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Oh the heart of the rowl is Dicey Riley |
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Dirty Old Town |
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Kissed my girl by the bathroom wall |
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Drunken Sailor |
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make him shave with a rusty razor |
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Fiddler's Green |
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where the beer it is free and there's bottles of rum growing from every
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The Foggy Dew |
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Britannia's Huns and their long-range guns |
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Four Green Fields |
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What did I have swaid the fine old woman |
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French-Canadian Waltzes |
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La Valse des Juenes Filles et La Valse des Jouets |
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The Gallowglass |
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No, not the parting glass |
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The Galway Races |
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On the seventeenth of August my mind was elevated |
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Greensleeves |
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Alas my love you do me wrong to cast me off so discourteously |
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Happier Boy |
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I must admit - I'm a Happier Boy |
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Henry Lee |
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Get down get down little Henry Lee and stay all night with me |
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Henry my Son |
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Where did you sleep last night |
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The Humor is on me Now |
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A farmer and his daughter I spied along the way |
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I'll Tell me Ma |
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She is handsome she is pretty - she is the belle of he Emerald City |
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Irene (Goodnight) |
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Stop your ramblin', stop your gamblin', stop your stayin' out late at night |
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Jesse James |
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He had a heart a hand and a brain |
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Joe Hill |
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I dreamt I saw Joe Hill last night |
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The Jolly Beggarman |
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he came trippin' o'er the plain |
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Julia Delany |
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She and Denis Murphy sometimes hang out |
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The Kid on the Mountain |
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a wee, spry goat midst the bosom of the hills |
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The Lakes of the Poncho
Train |
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Los Angeles, Louisiana, cowboys, po' boys, Cree, Creole - it's all so confusing! |
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The Lark in the Morning |
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with the dew all on her breast |
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The Lifeboat Mona |
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see, the lifeboat put out from the port at 2 am and everybody died trying
to save another boat. |
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McAlpine's Fusileers |
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Don't work for this man (for some reason it's hard to find this song on
the net) |
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Mairie's Wedding |
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Karel loves this song |
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Me Gusta Vivir de Noche |
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soy tequilero |
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Monto |
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she's eightteen stone |
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Muirsheen Durkin |
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no more I'll dig the praties |
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Music for a Found Harmonium |
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cool |
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Paddy's Green Shamrock
Shore |
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well, that says it all, really |
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Raggle Taggle Gypsies |
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one sang high and the other sang so shrill |
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Rakes of Kildare |
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look out for em |
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Ride On |
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I could never go with you no matter how I wanted to |
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Rising of the Moon |
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the pikes must be together |
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Roddy McCorley |
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never a tear in his blue eyes |
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Roly Poly |
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eatin corn and taters |
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Scarce O' Taties |
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or maybe not |
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Sheebeg and Sheemore |
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lyrical, yet without lyrics |
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Spancil Hill |
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last night as i lay dreaming of pleasant times gone by |
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The Spanish Lady |
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as i went down through Dublin City at the hour of twelve at night |
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Three Jigs |
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one, two, three |
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The Town I Loved so Well |
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now the army's in charge by that gasyard wall |
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Whiskey in the Jar |
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as i was going over they killed kenny mountain |
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The Wild Rover |
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no nay never no nay never no more |
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Wildwod Flower |
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I will sing and I will dance and my laughter will be gay |
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Will Ye Come to the Bower |
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o'er the free boundless ocean |
