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An Irish Pub Song The Rumjacks There's a county map to go on the wall A hurling stick and a shinty ball The bric, the brac, the craic and all Lets call it an Irish pub Caffreys, Harp, Kilkenny on tap The Guinness pie and that cabbage Sober & Godless The Rumjacks I'd sing for you a song if i could carry a tune Or even put two words together for a start But I'm all at odds y'see, half the bloke I used to be A tin man without his famous heart I once sported language McAlpines Fusiliers The Rumjacks As down the glen came McAlpines men with their shovels slung behind them 'Twas in the pub that they drank the sub and up in the spike you'll find them They sweated blood and they washed down mud with pints WKND (Flash New Breeks) The Rumjacks A raging tribute to the two most sacred days in any working week Sixteen straight shifts, bust a gut for bugger all 'Til the gaffer hits the bell and spits me outta hell Firin' curses at me bouncin' out Irish Celebration Macklemore & Ryan Lewis I'm an Irishman Leather weathered Irish skin Beard orange as the sunset over the flag In the night sky we fly it in Pride for the life we fight to live History, I write with it Spit it with the dialect 'Eight Beers' Mcgee The Rumjacks em through your tears They say a man thats born to sing Can scare away his woes And banish all his anger and his pain But the screamin' jn my head Killed the singin' in my soul And i fear i'll never recall Dead To Me The Rumjacks were a villain o' high degree Wi a left eye made o' glass A wooden heel and a plate o' steel Mig welded tae his arse He'd carve a horn frae his Mammy's skull Tae sound his own salute And stick you with the The Irish Ballad Tom Lehrer About a maid I'll sing a song, Sing rickety-tickety-tin, About a maid I'll sing a song Who didn't have her family long. Irish Lullaby (아일랜드 자장가) Sarah Moore Toora, Loora, Looral Over in Killarney, Many years ago, Me mother sang a song to me In tones so sweet and low. Too Ra Loo Ra Kenny Loggins Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral Too-ra-loo-ra-li Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral Hush now, don't you cry Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral Too-ra-loo-ra-li Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral That's an Irish lullaby Over Too Ra Loo Ra Loo Ral Various Artists Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral Too-ra-loo-ra-li Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral Hush now don't you cry Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral Too-ra-loo-ra-li Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral That's an Irish lullaby Over in Killarney many years Too-Ra-Loo.Rai (That's Any Irish Lullaby) Bing Crosby Too ra loo ra loo ral Too ra loo ra li Too ra loo ra loo ral Hush now don't you cry Too ra loo ra loo ral Too ra loo ra li Too ra loo ra loo ral That's an Irish lullaby Over in Killarney many years ago Too-Ra-Loo-Ra-Loo-Ral (That's An Irish Lullaby) Bing Crosby Too ra loo ra loo ral Too ra loo ra li Too ra loo ra loo ral Hush now don't you cry Too ra loo ra loo ral Too ra loo ra li Too ra loo ra loo ral That's an Irish lullaby Over in Killarney many years Irish Tonic me da, I said to me da I'm not fit for soldier I said to me da, I said to me da, I said to me da I'm not fit for soldier I said to me da, I said to me da, I said to me da I'm not fit for soldier For the Irish Lullaby (아이리쉬 자장가) Various Artists Over in Killarney Many years ago, Me Mither sang a song to me In tones so sweet and low Just a simple little ditty, In her good ould Irish way, And l'd give the world if she could sing That song to me The Pot & Kettle The Rumjacks An urban parable built around the famous saying 'pot calling the kettle black' One smoky day in a darkened scullery Doon by the river in a factory town Where bad things happen and the walls are drippn' IRISH GOODBYE Anne-Marie like I barely knew you Or even had you to lose you You're makin' it worse, it's makin' me hurt I dive in head-first, you go in reverse Make me feel like I'm living a lie But, it would be nice without an My Time Again The Rumjacks My Daddy he were just a boy when he walked outta school His Mammy said there'd soon be one more hungry mouth to fill He said 'the learnin' and the schoolin' wurnae bad for them that could Tho' I can read Too Ra Loo Ra Loo Ral Bing Crosby Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li, Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, That's an Irish lullaby. (verse) Over in Killarney, many years ago, My mother sang a song to me in tones so soft and low. Irish Goodbye Kacey Musgraves Was I too much or was I a threat To the vision you had, that you hadn't found yet? I gave you some space, 'cause I wanted to see If I mattered enough, would you come back to me? One Summers Day The Rumjacks They married in the civic hall, avoiding all the rigmarole A prick of a man we liked to call 'Cock a doodled Andy' Drank a pint o' 'truth be told', called the bride a filthy moll There the party lost control Zielona Gora The Rumjacks A beautiful Polish town in Lubusz province, where Bacchus the Roman god of wine peers from every nook and crevice Hot as hell Zielona Gora crackling smile You thief o hearts where were you all the while Irish Blues Maura O'connell Do you love an apple, Do you love a pear, Do you love a laddie with curly brown hair? Roll Away Alone The Rumjacks Come pull up a stump with an angry young man I'll talk a lot o' pish until I can barely stand And I'll roll away alone, all alone Oh I'll roll away, live to fight another day Oh I'll roll away and I'll Plenty The Rumjacks Well I'm livin' with the mistakes I've made 'plenty more where I'm from' I'm robbin' peter so Paul gets paid 'plenty more where I'm from' I've strayed so far from the open road I've been places my shadow Patron Saint O' Thieves The Rumjacks A Christmas song from behind the wire Auld Nick patron saint o thieves, murderers and sailors Strike these shackles from me uh huh Slide the bolt from out the door and tear down all the wire My babys growin Kathleen The Rumjacks A tribute from the singer to his Mother and Father When he fell to his knee she thought He mustve spied a penny at his feet And the water in his eye was just the rain Over the Glasgow city street She rifles The Jolly Executioner The Rumjacks It said his blade weighed half a tonne O' Spanish steel, Christ how it shone With a whistle and thump yer dash were done And the axe cared not for who you were He kept a cell below the tower Where he signed Les Darcy The Rumjacks A man quizzes his local priest with a view to securing his eternal soul Tell me Father whats the craic Is Jesus really coming back And if he does d'ye think he'll live here in the 'burbs Cos id like to The Reaper And Tam McCorty The Rumjacks Tam he woke tae find a shadow by the bed Blamed it on the vapors still beleaguerin' his head Scrubbed his chops and dragged an oily bug rake through his hair And wiped the mirror tae find the bogey mimickin