Hal Leonard Corp. - Irish Pub Songs (Songbook)

Traditional Irish Folk Song

Traditional Irish Folk Song

Traditional Irish Folk Song

Traditional Irish Folk Song

Additional Lyrics

4. Now Brennan got his blunderbuss, my story Ill unfold.
He caused the mayor to tremble and deliver up his gold.
Five thousand pounds were offered for his apprehension there,
But Brennan and the peddler to the mountain did repair.
Oh, its Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor.
Bold, gay and undaunted stood young Brennan on the moor.

5. Now Brennan is an outlaw all on some mountain high.
With infantry and cavalry to take him they did try.
But he laughed at them and he scorned at them until, it was said,
By a false-hearted woman he was cruelly betrayed.
Oh, its Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor.
Bold, gay and undaunted stood young Brennan on the moor.

6. They hung him at the crossroads; in chains he swung and died.
But still they say that in the night some do see him ride.
They see him with his blunderbuss in the midnight chill;
Along, along the kings highway rides Willy Brennan still.
Oh, its Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor.
Bold, gay and undaunted stood young Brennan on the moor.

A BUNCH OF THYME

Traditional Irish Folk Song

CLIFFS OF DONEEN

Traditional Irish Folk Song

Additional Lyrics

4. Fare thee well to Doneen, fare thee well for a while
And to all the kind people Im leaving behind.
To the streams and the meadows where late I have been,
And the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of Doneen.

5. Fare thee well to Doneen, fare thee well for a while.
And although we are parted by the raging sea wild,
Once again I will walk with my Irish colleen
Round the high rocky slopes of the cliffs of Doneen.

FINNEGANS WAKE

Traditional Irish Folk Song

Additional Lyrics

4. Then Maggie OConnor took up the job,
Oh Biddy, says she, youre wrong, Im sure.
Biddy, she gave her a belt in the gob
And left her sprawlin on the floor.
And then the war did soon engage,
Twas woman to woman and man to man.
Shillelaigh law was all the rage,
And a row and ruction soon began.
Chorus

5. Then Mickey Maloney ducked his head
When a noggin of whiskey flew at him.
It missed, and falling on the bed,
The liquor scattered over Tim!
The corpse revives; see how he rises!
Timothy, rising from the bed,
Said, Whirl your whiskey around like blazes,
Thanum an Dhul! Do you think Im dead?
Chorus

DANNY BOY

(Londonderry Air)

Words by FREDERICK EDWARD WEATHERLY
Traditional Irish Folk Melody

DICEY REILLY

Traditional Irish Folk Song

DO YOU WANT YOUR OLD LOBBY

Traditional Irish Folk Song

THE FIELDS OF ATHENRY

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