Real World Young Dubliners

Would ya lock out the real world, No compromise? You sleep safe tonight.

Evermore Young Dubliners

So you take your first step today Next to know you'll be running away Since you came I've been upside down Now I know I never wanna come down Open up the world, climb on inside Hold on to my hand, we're

Say It's So Young Dubliners

ya can We all stick together, things will be better, I know If you say it's so So life took a toll and it emptied your cup The hits keep on coming they'll never give up You just want to shout at the world

Touch The Sky Young Dubliners

be forgiven I know we sin, but it's part of this living Reach up so high, Never touch the sky (Hey hey hey) We will not be underrated (Hey hey hey) We're gonna fight until we make it (Hey hey hey) The world

The Foggy Dew Young Dubliners

While the world did gaze with deep amaze At those fearless men but few Who bore the fight that freedom's light Might shine through the foggy dew.

Reels: The Sligo Maid/Colonel Rodney (Live In The Concert Hall, Cecil Sharp House 12/4/1964) The Dubliners

Come on Hear the truth shorty With my fruit punch and my forty Sweeter than candy Brandy`s the 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

The High Reel The Dubliners

So we were all pushed to the side `Cuz we didn`t see the world through our teachers eyes When all we needed was a little bit of motivation But because we wore our pants saggin` y`all labeled us gangster

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

Roddy McCorley (Bonus Track - Previously Unreleased) The Dubliners

Oh 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 vengence in their eyes too late too late are they For young Roddy

I'm A Man You Don't Meet Every Day The Dubliners

Oh me name is Jock Stewart I`m a canny gang man And a rovin` young fellow I`ve been So be easy and free When you`re drinkin` with me I`m a man you don`t meet every day I`m a piper by trade I`m a ramblin

Peggy Lettermore (Live) The Dubliners

were seen mither Though we were seen I would sleep in Jamie`s airms Though his grave was growing green Your Jamie`s a rogue Peggy Your Jamie`s a loon For the trysting o` oor ae dochter And her sae very young

The Banks Of The Roses The Dubliners

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 When I was a young

Preab San Ol The Dubliners

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 When I was a young

Banks Of The Roses The Dubliners

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 I was a young

Home Boys Home The Dubliners

bonny rowan tree Are all a-growin` green in the old country Well I asked for a candle for to light me up to bed And likewise for a handkerchief to tie around me head She tended to me needs like a young

The Banks Of The Roses (Live) The Dubliners

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 I was a young

The Nightingale The Dubliners

As I went a walking one morning in May I met a young couple so far did we stray And one was a young maid so sweet and so fair And the other was a soldier and a brave grenadier And they kissed so

The Black Velvet Band The Dubliners

diamonds I thought her the queen of the land And her hair, it hung over her shoulder Tied up with a black velvet band Before the judge and the jury Next morning, I had to appear The judge, he says to me: "Young

The Twang Man (Live) The Dubliners

Come listen to my story Tis about a nice young man When the Militia wasn`t wantin` He dealt in hawkin` twang He loved a lovely maiden As fair as any midge An` she kept a traycle depot Wan side of the

The Patriot Game (Live In The Concert Hall, Cecil Sharp House 12/4/1964) The Dubliners

Come all ye young rebels and list while I sing For the love of one`s country is a terrible thing It banishes fear with the speed of a flame And it makes us all part of the patriot game My name is O

The Patriot Game (Live) The Dubliners

Come all ye young rebels and list while I sing For the love of one`s country is a terrible thing It banishes fear with the speed of a flame And it makes you a part of the patriot game My name is O`Hanlon

Hot Asphalt (Live At The Gate Theatre, Dublin 4/26/1966) The Dubliners

gaffer of 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

Easy and Slow (Live) The Dubliners

whether I`m true As I lifted her petticoat easy and slow And I tied up my sleeve for to buckle her shoe Oh from city or country a girl is a jewel And well made for grippin` the most of the while But any young

Mrs McGrath (Bonus Track - From 'The Dubliners In Person') The Dubliners

With your toor ri ya fol da diddle ya Toor ri toor ri toor ri ya So the moral of the story is plain and clear Stay away from the women and stay off the beer And if you got a son on the farmer Keep the young

The Glendalough Saint (Live In Dublin, 1966) The Dubliners

among the ould fishes fol di dol fol di fol day fol di dol rol di dol ad dy fol di dol rol di dol day fol di dol rol di dol ad dy But one evenin` he landed a trout He landed a fine big trout Sir When young

The Glendalough Saint (Live At The Gate Theatre, Dublin 4/26/1966) The Dubliners

among the ould fishes fol di dol fol di fol day fol di dol rol di dol ad dy fol di dol rol di dol day fol di dol rol di dol ad dy But one evenin` he landed a trout He landed a fine big trout Sir When young

The Kerry Recruit / One Morning in March (Live) The Dubliners

lad footin` turf round Tralee Wid me toora na nye And me toora na nye Wid me toora na noo ra na Noo ra na nya So I buttered me brogues shook hands with me spade Then I went to the fair like a dashing young

The Kerry Recruit (Live In The Concert Hall, Cecil Sharp House 12/4/1964) The Dubliners

spade in me hand And says I to meself What a pity to see such a fine strappin` lad footin` turf round Tralee So I buttered me brogues shook hands with me spade and went off to the fair like a dashing young

Foggy Dew The Dubliners

where the fenians sleep `neath the shroud of the foggy dew But the bravest fell and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear For those who died that Eastertide in the springing of the year And the world

Finnegans Wake (Live) The Dubliners

Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street A gentle Irishman mighty odd He had a brogue both rich and sweet An` to rise in the world he carried a hod You see he`d a sort of a tipplers way but for the love for

Finnegan's Wake (Live At The Gate Theatre, Dublin 4/26/1966) The Dubliners

Time finnegan lived in walkin street A gentle Irishman migty odd He had brogue both rich and sweet An` to in the world he carried a hod You see he`d a sort of a tipplers way but for the love for the liquor

Young Love Roger Taylor

Young Love With a feeling so sure With a feeling so real When you know that it's right When you know it's for real You gotta stick to your guns Show the world that you just don't care When they're

Finnegan's Wake The Dubliners

> Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street, a gentle Irishman mighty odd He had a brogue both rich and sweet, an' to rise in the world he carried a hod You see he'd a sort of a tipplers way but the love

Forever Young Def Leppard

The cracks are starting to show 'cos you've had it real bad You've had it real bad Your mind is starting to blow 'cos you want it real bad You want it real bad Your heart is such a deep divide And your

real Plumb

at me I'm twenty three Beautiful a sight to see Tonight A little dress to draw the press And I'll be leaving All the rest behind Well be pleased girl If this is what you wanted The whole world

Whiskey in the Jar (1993 Remaster) The Dubliners

As I was a goin' over the far famed Kerry mountains I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier Saying "Stand and deliver" for ...

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 u...

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 ...

The Wild Rover The Dubliners

I've been a Wild Rover for many's the Year And I spend all my money on Whiskey and Beer And now I'm returning with Gold in great store And I never will play the Wild Rover no more And it's no,nay,...

Molly Malone The Dubliners

Alive alive oh alive alive ohh Singing cockles and mussels alive alive ohhh In Dublin's fair city where the girls are so pretty I once met a girl named sweet Molly Malone and she wheeled her wheel ...

Three Score And Ten The Dubliners

And it's three score and ten boys and menWere lost from Grimsby TownFrom Yarmouth down to ScarboroughMany hundreds more were drownedTheir herring craft and their trawlersTheir fishing smacks as wel...

Cooley's Reel / The Dawn / The Mullingar Races The Dubliners

I've been a Wild Rover for many's the YearAnd I spend all my money on Whiskey and BeerAnd now I'm returning with Gold in great store And I never will play the Wild Rover no moreAnd it's no,nay,neve...

The Auld Triangle The Dubliners

These fits of depression are torturing meThe lives that I've seen won't breathe againA sad child of madness, they'll never be freeBorn again to die, the agonies beginAnd soldiers keep coming, like ...

Peggy Lettermore The Dubliners

Tá Peig agom, tá Cáit agom, ach Peig an bean is fearr'Cbe faer Gheabhfas í nach air a bhfeás anttadh Ó ghuairm í 's guairim í go deoSí grá mo chroí mo bhurnín í sí Peigín Leitirmór ...

St. Patrick's Cathedral The Dubliners

And it's three score and ten boys and menWere lost from Grimsby TownFrom Yarmouth down to ScarboroughMany hundreds more were drownedTheir herring craft and their trawlersTheir fishing smacks as wel...

Mcalpine's Fusiliers The Dubliners

As down the glen came McAlpine's menWith their shovels slung behind them'Twas in the pub they drank the subAnd up in the spike you'll find themThey sweated blood and they washed down mudWith pints ...

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 ...

Seven Drunken Nights The Dubliners

As I went home on Monday night, as drunk as drunk could be. I saw a horse outside the door, where my old horse should be. I called my wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me, who owns...

Spanish Lady The Dubliners

As I came down through Dublin CityAt the hour of twelve at nightWho should I spy but a Spanish ladyWashing her feet by the candlelightFirst she washed them, then she dried themOver a fire of amber ...

The Ragman's Ball The Dubliners

Come listen to me for a whileMe good friends one and allAnd I`ll sing to you a verse or twoAbout a famous ballNow the ball was given by some friendsWho lived down Ashe StreetIn a certain house in t...