Autore: Dubliners

Dubliners – Wild Rover

I’ve been a wild rover for many’s the year and I’ve spent all my money on whiskey and beer. But now I’m returning with gold in great store and I never will play the wild rover no more Chorus: And it’s no, nay, never, no, nay, never, no more will I play the wild rover no, never, no more I went into an ale-house I used to frequent and I told the landlady my money was spent. I asked her for credit, she answered me nay, Such “a custom like yours I can have any day Chorus I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright and the landlady’s eyes opened wide with delight. She said I’d have whiskey and wines of the best and the words that she told me were only in jest. Chorus I’ll go home to my parents, confess what I’ve done, and I’ll ask them to pardon their prodigal son. And when they’ve caressed me as oft’ times before then I never will play the wild rover no more Chorus...

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Dubliners – Carrickfergus

I wish I was in Carrickfergus Only for nights in Ballygrand I would swim over the deepest ocean Only for nights in Ballygrand But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over And neither have I the wings to fly I wish I had a handsome boatsman To ferry me over my love and I (This verse is only sung on the ?40 years ?cd) My childhood days bring back sad reflections Of happy times there spent so long ago My boyhood friends and my own relations Have all past on now with the melting snow So I’ll spend my days in this endless roving Soft is the grass and shore, my bed is free Oh to be home now in carrickfergus On the long rode down to the salty sea Now in Kilkenny it is reported On marble stone there as black as ink With gold and silver I would support her But I’ll sing no more now til I get a drink Cause I’m drunk today and I’m seldom sober A handsome rover from town to town Ah but I’m sick now my days are number Come all me young men and lay me down Come all me young men and lay me...

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Dubliners – Galway Races

With me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idle ay And as I rode out through Galway Town to seek for recreation On the seventeenth of August, me mind being elevated There were multitudes assembled with their tickets at the station And me eyes began to dazzle and they’re going to see the races With me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idle ay There were passengers from Limerick and passengers from Nenagh Passengers from Dublin and sportsmen from Tipperary There were passengers from Kerry and all quarters of the nation And our member Mr Hardy for to join the Galway Blazers With me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idle ay There were multitudes from Aran and members from New Quay shore The boys from Connemara and the Clare unmarried maidens People from Cork City who were loyal, true and faithful They brought home the Fenian prisoners from dying in foreign nations With me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idle ay And it’s there you’ll see confectioners with sugarsticks and dainties The lozenges and oranges, the lemonade and raisins Gingerbread and spices to accomodate the ladies And a big crubeen for thruppence to be suckin’ while you’re able With me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idle ay And it’s there you’ll see the gamblers, the thimbles and the garters And the...

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Dubliners – Wrap The Green Flag/The West’s Awake/A Nation Once Again

As I Walked by the dockside one evening so fair To view the salt waters and take in the salt air I heard an old fisherman singing a song Oh, take me away boys me time is not long Wrap me up in me oilskin and Jumber No more on the docks I’ll be seen Just tell me old shipmates, I’m taking a trip mates And I’ll see you someday on Fiddlers Green Now Fiddler’s Green is a place I’ve heard tell Where the fishermen go if they don’t go to hell Where the weather is all clear and the dolphins do play And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away Now when you’re in dock and the long trip is through There’s pubs and there’s clubs and there’s lassies there too And the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free And there’s bottles of rum growing on every tree. Where the skies are all clear and there’s never a gail And the fish jump on board with one swish on their tail Where you lie at your leisure, there’s no work to do And the skipper’s below making tea for the crew Now I don’t want a harp nor a halo, not me Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea I’ll play me old squeeze-box as we sail along With...

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Dubliners – The Old Alarm Clock

I met my love by the gas works wall Dreamed a dream by the old canal I kissed my girl by the factory wall Dirty old town Dirty old town Clouds are drifting across the moon Cats are prowling on their beat Spring’s a girl from the streets at night Dirty old town Dirty old town I heard a siren from the docks Saw a train set the night on fire Smelled the spring on the smoky wind Dirty old town Dirty old town I’m going to make me a good sharp axe Shining steel tempered in the fire I’ll chop you down like an old dead tree Dirty old town Dirty old town I met my love by the gas works wall Dreamed a dream by the old canal I kissed my girl by the factory wall Dirty old town Dirty old town Dirty old town Dirty old...

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