The Dubliners - In The Rare Old Times
From the video titled "The Dubliners' Dublin" which is like a documentary with Ronnie taking viewers on a tour of his favourite watering holes, and meeting up with the lads for a few songs. The song "Dublin In The Rare Old Times" was written by Pete St. John, who also wrote "Fields Of Athenry".
Seven Drunken Nights - The Dubliners
The Dubliners performing Seven Drunken Nights
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The Dubliners - Sam Hall
Ronnie Drew sings Sam Hall ---------------------------------------------- Oh me name it is Sam Hall Chimney sweep, chimney sweep Oh me name it is Sam Hall Chimney sweep Oh me name it is Sam Hall And I've robbed both great and small Me neck will pay for all When I die, when I die Me neck will pay for all When I die I have twenty pounds in store That's not all, that's not all I have twenty pounds in store That's not all I have twenty pounds in store And I'd rob for twenty more For the rich must help the poor So must I, so must I For the rich must help the poor So must I www.free-lyrics.org They took me to coothill In a cart, in a cart They took me to coothill In a cart They took me to coothill Where I stopped to make my will For the best of friends must part So must I, so must I For the best of friends must part So must I Up the ladder I did grope That's no joke, that's no joke Up the ladder I did grope That's no joke Up the ladder I did grope And the hangman he pulled his rope But ne'ar a word I spoke Tumbling down, tumbling down But ne'ar a word I spoke Tumbling down Oh me name it is Sam Hall Chimney sweep, chimney sweep Oh me name it is Sam Hall Chimney sweep Oh me name it is Sam Hall And I've robbed both great and small Me neck will pay for all When I die, when I die Me neck will pay for all When I die
Dubliners Waltzing Matilda : Eric Bogle : Anzacs Gallipoli
Tribute video of The Dubliners & Ronnie Drew's classic version of Eric Bogle anti-war song - The Band played Waltzing Matilda, with photos from the Anzacs Gallipoli Campaign. Almost 4000 members of the Royal Dublin Fusilers also died at Gallipoli.
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The Dubliners - The Merry Ploughboy 1973
The Dubliners - The Merry Ploughboy 1973 I am a merry ploughboy and I ploughed the fields all day 'Till a sudden thought came to my mind that I should roam away I'm sick and tired of slavery since the day that I was born And I'm off to join the IRA and I'm off tomorrow morn. And we're off to Dublin in the green, in the green Where the helmets glisten in the sun Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash To the echo of the Thompson Gun. I'll leave aside my pick and spade I'll leave aside me plough I'll leave aside me horse and yoke for no more I'll need them now And I'll leave aside my Mary she's the girl I do adore And I wonder will she think of me when she hears the rifles roar And we're off to Dublin in the green, in the green Where the helmets glisten in the sun Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash To the echo of the Thompson Gun. And when the war is over and old Ireland she is free I will take her to the church to wed and a rebels wife she'll be. Well, some men fight for silver and some men fight for gold But the IRA are fighting for the land that the Freestaters stole And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green Where the helmets glisten in the sun Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash To the rattle of a Thompson gun
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The Young Dubliners -- I'll Tell Me Ma
One of my favorite folk songs out there. And they(by which I mean The Young Dubliners) covered it(as usual) brilliantly! Quick recap.. Artist: The Young Dubliners Song: I'll Tell Me Ma Album: With all Due Respect Hope ya love the song as much as I. --Lyrics!-- I'll tell me ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair & stole my comb But that's all right till I get home (chorus) She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin city She is courting one, two, three Please, won't you tell me, who is she? Albert Mooney says he loves her All the boys are fighting for her Knock at the door and they ring the bell Saying, "oh my true love, are you well?" Out she comes, as white as snow Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes Old Jenny Murphy says she'll die If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye (Chorus) Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high Snow come shovelin' from the sky She is sweet as apple pie She'll get 'er own lad by and by When she gets a lad of her own She won't tell her ma when she goes home Let them all come as they will It's Albert Mooney she loves still (Chorus)
The Young Dubliners With All Due Respect I'll Tell Me Ma Ill Folk Irish Sessions Traditional Cover
