Chorus: Now black is the color of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair The sweetest smile and the gentlest hands I love the ground
'Twas up the Bluestack Mountains D?arcy kept a bit of a still We were sneaking home a bottle When the guards came up the hill ?Lose the booze,? cried
we'll dance, and we'll drown our sorrow! Weigh-hey! Hey Laddie Hey! Weigh, hey, hey! We'll drink the night away! Now, I don't know what there lies in store
Let me introduce meself, Me name ?tis Paddy Green I am me mammy?s pride and joy A fine oul? buachaillin! I come from the county Waterford, Near the village
Just a small request from this human to a god Let me ask of you a favor, it might seem a little odd I?m at a loss I need to cross the ocean wide And I
When I was a baby boy, Me mammy said to me, "Don't mess around with them Irish Girls, They'll never let you be!" I went off to Dublin, To see what I
lure of the tide that I'm feeling inside Will not rest till my heart finds its home Now my heart is the heart of the ocean There are storms from the
I'll tell ye a story that happened to me One day as I went out to Youghal by the Sea The sun it was bright and the day it was warm Says I, A quiet pint
to Newfoundland we'd go... Chorus: and we'd shout! Shout! Shout! Shout at the Devil down below Out to the snows of Greeland, into the screaming gale Out into the storm
Lemme tell you a little story about a man named Johnny Tarr He was a hard drinking son of a preacher, always at the bar Lager from the tap or shots of
A piece of fluff, that's all that's in my pocket That's enough to get me by It's ain't so rough when there's nothing to swallow If your head is full of
Surfin' though the pages of my mind, I find picture of you, You were young and I was too, "I do" you said, and I beleived you Singing songs and dancing
Old song and old stories They keep us alive Without our past We would never survive I am my island My island is me So you know what you can do if you
I got a fresh tattoo of a broken heart You'd think I'd learn by now but I ain't that smart Got a pocket full of nothing, a head full of lukewarm beer
Don't say that you're in love with me Listen to what I say You're too young to come with me I must be on me way And stop your silly crying, love How can
Mary's eyes are startling blue And her hair's Newcastle gold And she walks the thin white line between the body and the soul. She's as faithful to her
Well you know I gotta say I met a lot of friends this way, when the sun goes down Just hanging with the crew knocking back a brew or two A brew or two
Now I'm sure you've heard the sorry tale, of the day when Johnny fell, bet here's a side of the story, boys, you might not know so well When the hullabaloo