, Stayin? single, is the plan Born to be a Bachelor, Sure I?m yer only man! I?m a ramblin? ranter, I?m a rollin? stone, I?m a galavanter? g?wan so leave
Just a small request from this human to a god Let me ask of you a favor, it might seem a little odd I?m at a loss I need to cross the ocean wide And I
the Man' I go off to mass on Sunday And then it's back to the pub on Monday I've got a sister Meghan With a Celtic cross tattoo I'll tell you a few stories
. Now in Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity,?To be so soon deprived, A view of that fine city.?Decide to take a stroll, All among the quality
I got a fresh tattoo of a broken heart You'd think I'd learn by now but I ain't that smart Got a pocket full of nothing, a head full of lukewarm beer.
Some take their hope And hide it away It burns in the darkness Like gold in a grave There's a spark inside That can't be concealed No hurt is so secret
Fare thee well to Prince's Landing Stage Mersey River, fare thee well well I am bound for California but I know that I'll return someday Oh I have signed
Well, I'm a little beggarman, I am a beggarman I'm a little beggar, beggarman, I am a beggarman Well, I'm a little beggarman, I am a beggarman I'm a little
Jack: So do you want to go to a real party? Jack: I?m going to dance with her now, alright? Jack: Come on. Rose: What? Jack: Come with me. Rose: But
has survived, it's songs and dances passed from father to son, from mother to daughter, from uncle to goat. And though few still speak Gaelic, the ancient
Some take their hope, and hide it away It burns in the darkness, like gold in a grave There's a spark inside, that can't be concealed No heart is so secret
I got a fresh tattoo of a broken heart You'd think I'd learn by now but I ain't that smart Got a pocket full of nothing, a head full of lukewarm beer
Go home And your brother is a peeler And would lock me up in the jail If he knew I was a poacher And I hunt your lord's best quail Well your daddy is a
know I gotta say I met a lot of friends this way, when the sun goes down Just hanging with the crew knocking back a brew or two A brew or two! A brew
eyes she...she was the prize shiny black hair and those lovely... those a lovely brown eyes i met her one night at the harvest fair dance i longed for a whisper, i hoped for a
Ho... He saw her every day, she was working at the 7/11 He would buy two hotdogs or some nachos Or a Slim-Jim just so that he could see her pretty face
a grocer Not far from Stephen's Green where Miss Henri used to go, sir Her manners were so fine, she set my heart a twitchin' She invited me to a Courtin
's a floating shame Chorus Now I have sailed with this Burgess once before And I think that I know him right well For if a man is a sailor, he can get
