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The Sick Note The Dubliners Dear Sir I write this note to you to tell you of me plight and at the time of writing I am not a pretty sight me body is all black and blue me face a deathly gray and I write this note to say why Paddy Sick Note Sonny Sorry gaffer gotta call in sick Had a big night and I’m not work fit Went out for a pint, turned into six And everything else that goes with it. 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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