At the east end of town
At the foot of the hill
Stands a chimney so tall
That says aragon mill

But there´s no smoke at all
Coming out of the stack
The mill has shut down
And it ain´t a-coming back

And the only tune i hear,
Is the sound of the wind,
As

Mirk and rainy is the nicht
There´s no a star in a´ the carry
Lightening gleams across the sky
And winds they blaw wi winter fury

O are you sleeping Maggie
O are you sleeping Maggie
Let me in , for loud the linn
Is roaring o´er the warlocks craigie

Fearfu´ flo

In 1803 we sailed out to sea
Out from the sweet town of Derry
For Australia bound
if we didn't all drown
The marks of out fetters we carried
On our rusty iron chains we cried for out weans
Our good women we left in sorrow
As the main sails unfurled, wild curses we hur

As I came down to Chester City
In the dark hour late at night
Who should I meet but a fair young maiden
Washing her clothes by the broad moon light

Madam I'm a darling a-di-ro-didero
Madam I'm a darling a-di-ro-dee

First she washed them then she squeezed them
Then

I´m a weaver, a Carlton weaver
I´m a rash and a roving blade
I´ve got silver in my pockets
and I follow the roving trade

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy, Oh

As I went down through Glasgow City
Nancy Whiskey I chanced to smell
I went in,

Though we´ve had our troubles now and then
Now´s the time to make them up again
Sure aren´t we all Irish anyhow
Now´s the time to get together, now!

Tinker, tailor, every mother´s son
Butcher, baker, shouldering his gun
Rich man, poor man, every man in line
All toge

O Peggy Gordon, You are my darling
Come sit you down upon my knee
And tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee

I am so deep in love that I can´t deny it
My heart lies smothered in my breast
But it´s not for you to let the world know it
A troubled mind

Raised on songs and stories
the heroes of reknown
The passing tales and glories
that once was Dublin-Town
That hallowed halls and houses,
the haunting children´s rhymes
That once war Dublin City
in the rare ould times

Well, me name it is Sean Dempsey,
as Dub

School Days over, come on then John,
Time you was puttin you pit boots on
On with your sark and moleskin trousers,
time you was on your way
Time you was learnin the pitman´s job,
and earning a pitman´s pay

Come on then Jim, it´s time to go,
time you was working down

By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young girl calling
"Michael they are taking you away
For you stole Travellyn´s corn
so that the young might see the morn´
Now the prison ship lies waiting in the bay"

By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young man calling
"Nothing

On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand city hall in New York
´Twas an elegant craft, she was rigged fore and aft
And how the wild wind drove her
She could stand a gre

Far and wide as the eye can wander
Heath and bog are everywhere
Not a bird sings out to cheer us
Oaks are standing gaunt and bare

Up and down the guards are pacing
No one, no one can go through
Flight would mean a sure death facing
Guns and barbed-wire greet our vie

A ship there is and she sails the sea
She´s loaded deep as deep can be
But not so deep as the love I´m in
I don´t know not if I sink or swim

The water is wide, I cannot get o´er
Neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my lov

I´ve been a wild rover fo many´s the year
And I´ve spent all me money on whiskey and beer
And now I´m returning with gold in great store
And I´ll never will play the wild rover no more

I went into a alehouse I used to frequent
And I told the landlady my money was spent

Ye Jacobites by name, lend an ear, lend an ear!
Ye Jacobites by name, lend an ear,
Ye Jacobites by name,
Your faults I will proclaim,
Your doctrines I might blame - you shall hear!

What is Right, and what is wrong, by the law, by the law?
What is Right, and what is wron