Have you ever walked the lonesome hills or heard the curlews cry Or seen the raven black as night Upon a windswept sky To walk the purple heather And
Oh as I came home on a monday night Drunk as drunk can be I saw a horse outside the door Where my old horse should be Well I called me wife and I said
No, I ain't never lift a shovel In my entire life In my entire life In my entire life I never lift a shovel In my entire life And that's a rule And that
Well I busted up a sailer and ran out on my jailor. And I turned around in me shoes and scaled over the fence They picked me on Thomas having dreams
Tim Finnegan lived on Walkin Street, A gentleman Irish mighty odd well, he had a brogue both rich and sweet, An' to rise in the world he carried a hod
Stand there alone As the cops and the lawyers debate And now they chop me to pieces Or shoot me Captain Merill did quite well I was a bastard, I'd say
I'll tell me ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they steal my comb But that's all right till I go home She is
I'll give to you Paper and pin that's the way that love begins if you will marry marry marry marry if you will marry me Well I don't want your paper
Well 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
My great Grandpa was a king, a monarch stout and noble. He surveyed this land so green, and he said "She's fair and humble". As far as the eye can see
Sing homeland smile Our sad and lonely weakness will be gone for a while Sing homeland smile And give our motherland back her style Not across an ocean
And there will be angels for you to see Ones who will love you, if you love them or not And you wont rely on fantasy, you'll be Strong enough to be And
Oh, poor old Dicey Riley she has taken to the sup. And poor old Dicey Riley she will never give it up. It's off each morning to the pub Where she goes
If your reactions are reflecting immediate gratification, will you be happy continuing the way you begun? For If you're not already happy, then sadness
I left my home, and I picked up a gun, Left the mountains and the valleys And the linnets sweet old song, In defense of Dublin City and Our Rights defense
You can be what you want to be. You can be whatever you see. Whatever in this world makes you happy. Don't listen to them listen to me. I don't care
Our differences far behind us Nothing matters anymore All I can do is smile and know, know you know What I'm thinking before This is not the place it
[First part is a poem written by Brendan Kennelly and it is called "Clearing A Space".] [The song was written by Bono and Simon Carmody, and performed
