Take a trip with me to 1913
To Cal Michigan and the Copper Country
I'll take you a place called Italian Hall
Where the miners are having their big Christmas ball

I'll take you through a door and up a high stairs
Singing and dancing is heard everywhere
I'll let you shake

One summer evening drunk as hell,
I sat there nearly lifeless.
An old man in the corner sang,
Where the water lilies grow.
On the jukebox Johnny sang,
About a thing called love.
And it's "how are you kid? What's your name?
And what do you know?"
In blood and deat

There was a woman and she lived in her own
Slaved on her own and skivvied on her own
She had two little boys and two little girls
She lived all alone with her husband

He was a hunk if a man
A chunk of a man and a drunk of a man
A hunk of a drunken spunk of a man
Suc

See the bright new moon is rising,
Above the land of black and green.
Hear the rebels voices calling,
I will not die 'till you bury me.

The aunt upstairs in the bed she is calling,
Why has he forsaken me.
Faded pictures in the hallway,
Which one of them brown ghosts

He's twenty-five; he's sick and tired,
It's time to try the other side,
The B&I to paradise,
To sergeants and their men.

He's never been to Dun Na Ri,
Combed the beaches after three,
Chips and beer and greenery,
Brothers one and all.

He signed and took the

I was lured by the rocking horse,
Sweets and the bualadh bos,
Fifty wild boys to a room.
Sing lámh, lámh eile, the dish ran away with the spoon.
Black shoes and stockings for those who say don't.
Blue is the colour outside.
God made the world,
The

The nighthawk flies and the owl cries as we're driving down the road.
Listening to the music on the all night radio show,
The announcer comes on says if you've got ideas I'll file the patent for you,
What's an idea if it's not in the store makin' a buck or two.
We drive to the to

America your head is so big
America your belly is so big
I LOVE you
but I wish you'd stay where you live

In America the land of the free they say
land of opportunity in a just and truthful way
where the president is never black female or gay
and until that day you'v

I looked over my shoulder but not for too long,
It's no place to look if you're writing a song,
Some songs grow ancient and live through the years,
While others die off and dry up like tears.

You open the cloak and lift up a veil,
The hammer is raised to drive home a nail,<

There's an easy place down Gallowgate to the East End of Glasgow
It's a ballroom of remembrance and a disco
Where the shooting stars light up the fresco
Where the last ones and the lovers go … to carry on

We sang about the Nicky Tams in the back room of the Scotia
We drank

I was 18 when I came to town, they called it the summer of love,
Burning babies burning flags, the hawks against the dove,
I took a job at the steaming, way down on Caldrum Street,
And I Fell in love with a laundry girl that was workin next to me.

Brown hair zig zagged across h

Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon she stands.

I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes
I wish the day it soon would com

How's it going everybody now you're very welcome to this evening's Cabaret,
I'd like to thank you for the trouble, you've been taking to come and hear me play
Like I know the efforts that you make and all the troubles you had to take
When you decide you're gonna go out and see a show

Sit by my side come as close as the air
Sharing a memory of grey,
Wander in my world
And dream about the pictures I play, of changes.

Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
To brown and to yellow they fade.
Then they have to die
And drop within the circle grand

You may travel far far from your own native home
Far away o'er the mountains, far away o'er the foam
But of all the fine places that I've ever seen
There's none to compare with the cliffs of Dooneen

Take a view o'er the mountains, fine sights you'll see there
You'll see the

The good ship Granma lies at anchor in the harbour
Waiting for the evening tide to rise and bring high water.
Bound for Cuba she must go across the Gulf of
Mexico and The Caribbean Ocean
She's carrying a human cargo 83 good companeros
Each one burning with determination to

Over in McCann's there's a grand type of danceband
a-playing and they're spinnin' out the Continental Ceili,
They're comin' in their cars from the bars over in Leitir and Killane just to hear the famous Gunther Reynolds playing.
Out the Star of Munster with Hans O'Donoghue
neatly

I dreamt a dream the other night I couldn't sleep a wink
The rats were tryin' to count the sheep and I was off the drink
There were footsteps in the parlour and voices on the stairs
I was climbin' up the walls and movin' round the chairs.
I looked out from under the blanket up at

Don't forget your shovel if you want to go to work.
oh don't forget your shovel if you want to go to work.
don't forget your shovel if you want to go to work
or you'll end up where you came from like the rest of us
diggin', diggin', diggin'...

and don't forget your shoes an

A gentleman was passing by
He asked for a drink as he got dry

Chorus:
At the well below the valley oh
Green grows the lily oh
Right among the bushes oh

My cup is full up to the brim
If I were to stoop I might fall in

Chorus:
At the well below the valley