Nach deas an baile an baile seo
Nach deas an baile é Maoras
Nach deas an baile chuile baile
Ach Claidhneach glas na bhfaocháin

A Sheáin Bháin, beir orm
A Sheáin Bháin, bréag mé
A Sheáin Bháin, beir orm
Is tabhair sa gcóca féir mé

A Mháire, má tá tú ag scarúint

Chorus:
A mháithrín, a' leigfeá 'un an aonaigh mé?
Oh mother, will you let me go to the fair?
A mháithrín, a' leigfeá 'un an aonaigh mé?
My dearest dear, I do not dare

Beidh aonach i mbárach i gConndae an Chláir
A fair tomorrow in County Clare
Beidh aonach i mbárach

Chuir mé mo sheanduine
Isteach ins an choirnéal
A dhíol bhainne ramhair
Is a dh’ithe aráin eornan
Dá gcuirfeadh sé a cheann amach
Bhainfinn an tsrón de
Agus d’fhuígfinn an chuid eile
Ag na cailíní óga

Óró, ‘sheanduine, ‘sheanduine dóite
Is óró, ‘sheanduine i

I am old, very old, but I don't need a wattle
I am old, yes, I'm old, but I'm not a dry nettle
All I need is man who is high in his mettle
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines

And before the black hunger, I'd husban

At the foot of Knocknarea I pick up a stone
To carry to the top with all my troubles
I'll lay it on Maeve's cairn high upon that mound
Stone upon hard stone I'll lay it down

I have a man at home who wants more than I can give
And a child who needs at least that much and bet

It matters nothing what they did to you
The storm is over, the wreckage through
Leave them in your wake, no more for you to take
Be like the sea

If it hurts your heart, cast it up on the shore
Let it go forever, ceart go leor
Wash away the sorrow, the tears of no tomorr

It being on a fine summer’s morning
As the birds sweetly tuned on each bower
I heard a fair maid sing most charming
As she sat milking her cow
Her voice was enchanting melodious
Which left me scarce able to go
My heart, it was soothed with solace
By the cailín deas cr

A Pheadair, a aspail
An bhfaca tú mo ghrá geal?
Ochón is ochón ó
Chonaic mé ar ball é
I láthair a naimhde
Ochón is ochón ó

Gabhaigí I léith, a dhá Mhuire
Go gcaoine sibh mo ghrá geal
Ochón is ochón ó
Céard atá le caoineadh ágainn
Mura gcaoinimid a chnámh

I'll walk the miles from Ballintoy
No shining moon to light my way
Across the fields of Larrybane
And the rope bridge where my love waits

The fishermen lie in their beds
The salmon spawn in Moyle's blue sea
And you lie there upon the grass
Waiting for me on Carrick-

Daddy, are you coming home tonight
And if you do, do you promise you will be all right
You won’t stumble up the stairs
Or fall over the front room chairs
And you and mommy won’t get in a fight

Daddy, when you stay out late mommy cries sometimes
She tells us she’s ok, bu

Óró damhs’ is damhs’
Óró damhsa go haerach
Óró damhs’ is damhs’
Is damhs’ a lao ghil
Óró damhs’ is damhs’
Óró damhsa go haerach
Óró damhs’ is damhs’
Is damhs’ a lao ghil

Caithfimid suas é, suas é
Caithfimid suas a’ páiste
Caithfimid suas é, suas é
‘S

On the mountain I am lost with one cow for my herd
From the east to the west I am crossing
To where the sun will set, bereft of all my sense
With no solace from my love to guide me

She is dark Moll of the glen, she is dark Moll of the steed
Dark woman more red than roses

My father, he being a farmer reared to industry
He had four sons, two men who'd grown, and lovely daughters three
Our land's too small to serve us all so some of us must roam
Our friends may mourn for we'll never return to Erin's lovely home

My father, he sold the second cow an

It's early Sunday morning, her father's fast asleep
She's staring out the window at the dark and lonely street
Put the kettle on the fire, wake the children up for mass
His drunken cursing last night means another week has passed
The next will be the same

It's all right, Ev

If I had wings like Noah’s dove
I’d fly cross the river to the one I love
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

I loved a man who was long and tall
He moved his body like a cannonball
Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well

Late last night in the pouring rain

The back of the winter is broken
And light lingers long by the door
The seeds of the summer have spoken
In gowans that bloom on the shore

Chorus:
By night and day we'll sport and we'll play
And delight as the dawn dances over the bay
Sleep blows the breath of the mo

Gabhaim molta Bríghde
Ionmhain í le hÉirinn
Ionmhain le gach tír í
Molaimís go léir í

Lóchrann geal na Laighneach
Soilsiú feadh na tíre
Ceann ar óghaibh Éireann
Ceann na mban ar míne

Tig an geimhreadh dian dubh
Gearradh lena ghéire
Ach ar lá ‘le Bríghd

This is really not my home
And where are you, my lovely Jenny?
I'm afraid and all alone
There is no peace for me
I'm sitting in the stranger's room
Playing at the stranger's table
Shining empty like the moon
There is no peace for me

Chorus:
But in the darkne

Go from my window, my love, my dove
Go from my window, my dear
The wind is in the West and the cuckoo’s in his nest
And you can’t have a lodging here

Go from my window, my love, my dove
Go from my window, my dear
The weather it is warm, it will never do thee harm
Yo

Summertime the sun would shine we’d lay across the field
Sheltered in the shadow of a tree
We’d write our poems to take along
And sing out on the road
And you would always sing this song to me

May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be at your back
May the sun sh