1.My Bonnie
My bonnie：(duet with briar boake) to lynn liddell
My bonnie lies over the ocean
My bonnie lies over the sea
My bonnie lies over the ocean
Bring back my bonnie to me
Last night as i lay on my pillow
Last night as i lay on my bed
I dreamt that my bonnie was dead
(chorus)
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my bonnie to me
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my bonnie to me
Bring back, bring back bring him back to me
Bring back, bring back bring her back to me
O blow ye winds over the ocean
O blow ye winds over the sea
O blow ye winds over the ocean
And bring back my bonnie to me
(chorus)
2.Wild Mountain Thyme
Wild mountain thyme：to the mcpeake family of belfast
Oh the summer time is coming
And the trees are sweetly bloomin'
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go and we'll all go together
To pluck wild mountain thyme？
All around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go lassie go
I will build my love a bower by yon pure crystal fountain
And on it i will pile all the flowers of the mountain
I will range throug the wild and the deep glen sae dreary
And return wi' my spoils to the bower of my deary
If my true love she were gone i'd surely find another
Where the wild mountain thyme grows around the bloomin' heather
Oh the summer time is comin' and the trees are sweetly bloomin'
And the wild mountain thyme grows around the bloomin' heather
3.The Spanish Lady
The spanish lady：to ming and family
As i went down through dublin city
At the hour of twelve at night
Who should i spy but a spanish lady
Washing her feet by candlelight
First she washed them then she dried them
Over a fire of amber coal
In all my life i ne'er did see
A maid so sweet about the soul
(chorus)
Whack fo rthe toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay
Whack fo rthe toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay
As i came back through dublin city
At the hour of half past eight
Who should i spy but the spanish lady
Brushing her hair in the broad daylight
First she brushed it then she tossed it
On her lap was a silver comb
In all my life i ne'er did see
A maid so fair as the spanish lady
(chorus)
As i went back through dublin city
As the sun began to set
Who should i spy but the spanish lady
Catching a moth in a golden net
When she saw me then she fled me
Lifting her petticoat o'er her knee
In all my life i ne'er did see
A maid so fair as the spanish lady
(chorus)
I've wandered north and i've wandered south
Throug stonybatter and patrick's close
Up and around the gloster diamond
And back by napper tandy's house
Old age has laid her hand on me
Cold as a fire of ashy coals
In all my life i ne'er did see
A maid so fair as the spanish lady
(chorus)
4.Galway Bay
Galway bay：to uncle ed, boston, mass.
If you ever go across the sea to ireland
Then maybe at the closing of your day
You will sit and watch the moon rise over claddagh
And see the sun go down on galway bay
Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream
The women in the meadow making hay
And to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin
And watch the barefoot gossoons at their play
For the breezes blowing o'er the seas from ireland
Are perfumed by the heather as they bloom
And the women in the uplands diggin' praties
Speak a language that the strangers do not know
For the stranger came and tried to teach us their way
They scorned us just for being what we are
But they might as well go chasing after moonbeams
Or light a penny candle from a star
And if there's going to be a life hereafter
And somehow i am sure there's going to be
I will ask my god to let me make my heaven
In that dear land across the irish sea
5.The Cliffs Of Dooneen
The cliffs of dooneen：to izabella and tadeusz
You may travel 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 been
There's none can compare with the cliffs of dooneen
It's a nice place to be on a fine summer's day
Watching all the wild flowers that ne'er do decay
Oh the hare and the pheasant are plain to be seen
Making homes for their young round the cliffs of dooneen
Take a view o'er the mountain fine sites you'll see there
Yes in a high rocky mountain in the west coast of clair
Oh the towns of kilkee and kilrush can be seen
From the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of dooneen
So fare thee well to dooneen fare thee well for a while
And althoug we are parted by the ragin sea wild
Once again i will wander with my irisjh colleen
Round the high rocky slopes of the cliffs of dooneen
6.The Fields Of Athenry
by a lonely prison wall
I heard a young girl calling,
'michael, they are taking you away.
For you stole travelyns corn,
So the young might see the morn,
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay.'
Chorus
Low lie the fields of athenry
Where once we watched the small freebirds fly.
Our love was on the wing,
We had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely rond the fields of athenry
By a lonely prison wall
I heard a young man calling
'nothing matters, mary when you're free
Against the famine and the crown,
I rebelled, they cut me down,
Now you must raise our child with dignity.'
Chorus
By a lonely harbour wall,
As she watched the last star falling
As the prison ship said out against the sky
For she lived in hope and prayed,
For her love in botany bay
It's so lonely round the fields of athenry
Chorus
It's so lonely round the fields of athenry
7.The Harp That Once
The harp that once：to oombayga and family
The harp that once through tara's halls
The soul of music shed
Now hangs as mute on tara's walls
As if that soul were fled
So sleeps the pride of former days
So glory's thrill is o'er
And the hearts that once beat high for praise
Now feel that pulse no more
No more to chiefs and ladies bright
The harp of tara swells
The chord alone that breaks at night
Its tale of ruin tells
Thus freedom now so seldom wakes
The only throb she gives
Is when some heart indignant breaks
To show that still she lives
8.The Spinningwheel
The spinningwheel：to eilly and teesa in philly
Mellow the moonlight to shine is beginning
Close to the window yound eileen is spinning
Bent over the fire her blind grandmother sitting
Is crooning and moaning and drowsily knitting
Eileen achara i hear someone tapping
'tis the ivy dear mother against the glass flapping
Eilly i surely hear somebody sighing
'tis the sound mother dear of the summer winds dying
(chorus)
Merrily, cheerily, noiselessly whirring
Swings the wheel, spins the wheel while the foot's stirring
Sprightly and brightly and airily ringing
Thrilss the sweet voice of the young maiden singing
What's that noise i hear at the window i wonder
'tis the little birds chirping the holly bush under
What makes you be shovin' and moving your stool on
And singing all wrong that old song of the coolin'
There's a form at the casement the form of her true love
And he whispers with face bent i'm waiting for you love
Get up on your stool through the lattice step lightly
We'll rove in the grove while the moon's shining brightly
(chorus)
The maid shakes her head on her lips lays her fingers
Steals up from her seat longs to go and yet lingers
A frightened glance turns to her drowsy grandmother
Puts one foot on the stool spins the wheel with the other
Lazily, easily swings now the wheel round
Slowly and lowly is heard now the reel's sound
Noisless and light to the lattice above
The maid steps then leap to the arms of her lover
(chorus)
Slower and slower and slower the wheel swings
Lower and lower and lower the reel rings
Ere the reel and the wheel stopped there ringing and moving
Through the grove the young lovers by moonlight are roving
9.Annie Laurie
Annie laurie：to agnieszka
Maxwellton braes are bonnies where early fa's the dew
And it's there that annie laurie gied me her promise true
Gied me her promise true which n'er forgot shall be
And for bonnie annie laurie i'd lay me down an' dee
Her brow is like the snawdrift ner neck is like the swan
Her face is the fairest that e'er the sun shone on
That e'er e'er the sun shone on and dark blue is her e'e
And for bonnie annie laurie i'd lay me down and dee
Like dew on the gowan lyin' is the fa' of her fairy feet
And like winds in summer sighin' her voice is low and sweet
Her voice is low and sweet and she's a' the worls tae me
And for bonnie annie laurie i'd lay me down and dee
And for bonnie annie laurie i'd lay me down and dee
10.Believe Me If All Those Endearing Young Charms
Believe me if all those endearing young charms：to my mother
Beleive me if all those endearing young charms
Which i gave on so fondly today
Were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms
Like the fairy gifts fading away
Though would still be adored as this moment thou art
Let thy loveliness fade as it will
And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart
Would entwine itself verdantly still
It is not while beauty and youth are thine own
And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear
That the fervour and faith of a soul can be known
To which time will but make thee more dear
No the heart which has truly loved never forgets
But as truly loves on to the close
As the sunflower turns on her guard when he sets
The same look which she turned when he rose
11.Flow Gently Sweet Afton
Flow gently sweet afton：to barbara mcpherson
Flow gently sweet afton among the green braes
Flow gently i'll sing thee a song of thy praise
My marys' asleep by the murmuring stream
Flow gently sweet afton disturb not her dream
Thou stock dove whose echo resounds thro' the glen
Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den
Thou greencrested lapwing thy screaming forbear
I charge you disturb not my slumbering fair
Thy crystal stream aftom how lovely it glides
And winds by the cot where my mary resides
How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave
As gathering sweet flowerets she stems thy clear wave
Flow gently sweet afton among thy green braes
Flow gently sweet river the theme of my lays
My mary's asleep by the murmuring stream
Flow gently sweet afton disturb not her dream
12.Barbara Allan
Barbara allan to bill and anne mulloy of calgary, alberta
It was in and about the martinmas time
When the green leaves were a fallin'
That sir john graeme o' the west countree
Fell in love wi' barbara allan
He sent his men down thro' the town
To the place where she was dwellin'
O haste and come to my master dear
Gin ye be barbara allan
O hooly hooly rose she up
To the place where he was lyin'
And when she drew the curtain by
Young man i think yer dyin'
Oh it's i am sick and very very sick
And it's a for barbara allan
O the better for me ye se never be
Tho' your hearts blood be spillin'
Remember ye not in the tavern sir
When ye the cups were fillin'
How ye made the healths gae round and round
And slighted barbara allan
He turned his face unto the wa'
And death was with him dealin'
Adieu adieu my dear friands a'
Be kind tae barbara alan
Then hooly hooly raise she up
And slowly slowly left him
And sighing said she could not stay
Since death o'life had reft him
She hadnae gone a mile but twa
When she heard the deid bell knellin'
And every jow tha the deid bell gied
Cried woe tae barbara allan
O mother mother make my bed
O make it fast and narrow
Since my love died for me today
I die for him tomorrow
13.The Lark In The Clear Air
The lark in the clear air：to my sister margaret
Dear thoughts are in my mind
And my soul soars enchanted
As i hear the sweet lark sing
In the clear air of the day
For a tender beaming smile
To my hope has been granted
And tomorrow she shall hear
All my fond heart would say
I should tell her all my love
All my soul's adoration
And i think she will hear me
And will not say me nay
It is this that gives my soul
All its joyous elation
As i hear the sweet lark sing
In the clear air of the day
14.Kathleen
Kathleen：to pan and terry
Blown like a leaf on a warm summer breeze
A vision approached me as cool as you please
With her strawberry hair and a wink in her eye
To say i was smitten would not be a lie
Gathering courage i started to speak
To ask of her name but my heart felt too weak
Like i'd gone to heaven before i had died
I mumbled the question she calmly replied 'kathleen'
Well i remember my first motorbike
With her riding pillion i'd not heard the like
Of her giggles and squeels as we leaned left and right
And feeling her arms round my chest holding tight
Whilrwind romances were never my speed
But this one took off like a runaway steed
When she said she was having the time of her life
I knew then this vision would soon be my wife, kathleen
Oh kathleen the memories you've left me
They'll be with me through all of my days
Thinking there's safety in numbers no doubt
Acounts for the fact that the wholw town turned out
To behold how serenely she walked down the aisle
But trembled and blushed as i kissed her sweet smile
Picnics on beaches and punts on the lake
Luck seemed to serve us a slice of life's cake
That was more than enought to sustain us through years
When laughter would somehow give way to some tears kathleen
Oh kathleen the memories you've left me
They'll be with me through all of my days
Then at the ball she looked ever so sweet
Heavy with child but still light on her feet
Every head turned our way as we whirled o'er the floor
And i love her more than i'd loved her before
(instrumental)
Two caring children siobhan and marie
A grand little grandchild to bounce on my knee
They're a fine testimonial to all that was right
In keeping our candle of love burning bright, kathleen
Now as my life nears its own eventide
It's almost as though she were here by my side
Such a presence an aura so perfectly made
My beautiful vision that never will fade kathleen
15.When I Grow Too Old To Dream
When i grow too old to dream：to g
We have been gay going our way
Life has been beautiful we have been young
After you've gone life will go on
Like an old song that we've sung
(chorus)
When i grow too old to dream
I'll have you to remember
When i grow too old to dream
Your love will live in my heart
So kiss me my sweet and so let us part
And when i grow too old to dream
That kiss will live in my heart
After you've gone life will go on
Time will be tenderly melting our tears
Yet will i find you inmy mind
Beckoning over the years
(repeat chorus)
16.My Ain Folk
Far frae my hame i wander but still my thoughts return
To my ain folk over yonder in the sheiling by the burn
I see the cosy ingle and the mist upon the brae
And joy and sadness mingle as i list some auld world lay
(chorus)
And it' oh but i'm longing for my ain folk
Though they be but lowly pure and plain folk
I am far beyond the sea but my heart will always be
At home in dear old scotland wi' my ain folk
A bonnie lassie's greetin' tho' she tries tae stay the tears
And sweet will be our meeting after many weary years
How my mother will caress me when i'm standing by her side
Now she prays that heaven will bless me through the stormy seas
divide
(chorus)
17.Bluebells Of Scotland
Bluebells of scotland：to nat the cat, minnie and alec
O where tell me where has your heelin' laddie gone？
O where tell me where has your heelin' laddie gone？
He's gone wi' streamin' banners where noble deeds are done
And it's oh in my heart that i wish him safely hame
O what lassie what does your heelin' laddie wear？
O what lassie what does your heelin' laddie wear？
A scarlett coat and bonnet wi' bonnie yellow hair
And there's none in the world can wi' my sweet love compare
Oh what tell me what if your heelin' lad be slain
Oh what tell me what if your heelin' lad be slain
O no true love will be his guard
And bring him safe again
O my heart would break if my heelin' lad be slain
O what will you claim for your constancy tae him？
O what will you claim for your constancy tae him？
I'll claim a priest tae wed us and a clerk tae say amen
And i'll ne'er part again from my bonnie heelin' man
18.Scotland For Ever(Scotland The Brave)
Scotland for ever (scotland the brave)：to cliff hanley
Let italy boast of her gay gilded waters
Her vines and her bowers and her soft sunny skies
Her sons drinking love from the eyes of her daughters
Where freedom expires amid softness and sighs
Scotland's blue mountains wild where hoary cliffs are piled
Towering in grandeur are dearer tae me
Land of the misty cloud land of the tempest loud
Land of the brave and proud land of the free
Enthroned on the peak of her own highland mountains
Te spirit of scotia reigns fearless and free
Her green tartan waving o'er blue rock and fountain
And proudly she sings looking over the sea
Here among my mountains wild i have serenely smiled
When armies and empires against me were hurled
Firm as my native rock i have withstood the shock
Of england, of denmark, or rome and the world
But see how proudly her war steeds are prancing
Deep groves of steel trodden down in their path
The eyes of my sons like their bright swords are glancing
Triumphantly riding through ruin and death
Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody tombs
Deepeyed in gore is the green tartan's wave
Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horseman's wheel
Victorious in battlefield scotland the brave
Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody tombs
Deepeyed in gore is the green tartan's wave
Shivering are the ranks of steel dire is the horseman's wheel
Victorious in battlefield scotland the brave
Victorious in battlefield scotland the brave
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