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ALL FOR ME GROG
It's all for me grog,
Me jolly jolly
grog,
It's all for my beer and tobacco.
I spent all me tin,
On
the lasses and the gin,
And it's o'er the western ocean I must
wander.
BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS
We fired our guns and the British kept
a'coming,
There wasn't nigh as many as there were a while ago.
We
fired once more, and they begin to runnin',
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of
Mexico.
Well they ran through the briars and they
ran through the brambles,
They
ran through the thickets where the rabbits wouldn't go.
They ran so fast the hounds couldn't catch 'em,
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of
Mexico.
BLACK VELVET BAND
Her eyes, they shone like the
diamond,
You'd think she was queen of the land (and she was!)
And
her hair it fell over her shoulders,
Tied up with a black
velvet band.
I'LL TELL ME MA
I'll tell me ma when I go home,
The boys
won't leave the girls alone,
They pull my hair, they stole my
comb,
But that's alright till I go home.
She is handsome, she is
pretty,
She'll the belle of Belfast city,
She is a courtin' one,
two, three,
Please won't you tell me, who is she?
LOCH
LOMOND
O ye'll tak' the high road and I'll tak the low road,
An'
I'll be in Scotland before ye;
But me and my true love will never meet
again,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch
Lomond.
MOUNTAIN DEW
Diddly dee-di-dum, diddly dee-di-dum
Diddly
dee-di-diddle-I-day
Oh a diddle-didle-dum, diddly dee-di-dum,
Diddly
dee-di-diddle-I-Um.
...or something like that.
RATTLIN' BOG
Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog,
The bog down in the
valley-o,
Ho, ro, the rattlin' bog,
The bog down in the valley-o!
RYE WHISKY
Rye whisky, rye whisky, rye whiskey I cry,
If I don't get rye whisky, I surely will
die.
SEVEN DEADLY SINS
Now if it wasn't legal then the lawyers they
would sue,
And the prison would be full of folks
who had a kiss or two,
And if
they didn't like it then away the girls would run,
And if it wasn't plenty the poor folk would get none.
SEVEN DRUNKEN NIGHTS
When Victor sings, "Well I called me wife
and said to her," just yell, "heyyyyyyyyy wife!"
SOME SAY THE DEVIL IS DEAD
Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the
devil is dead,
Some say the devil is dead, and livin' in
Kilarney,
More say he rose again, more say he rose again,
More say he rose
again, joined the British Army.
WHISKY IN THE JAR
Whack-fol-the-daddy-o, (clap
twice)
Whack-fol-the-daddy-o,
There's whiskey's in the Jar.
WHISKY YOU'RE THE DEVIL
Whisky you're the devil,
You're
leadin' me astray,
Over hills and mountains,
And to
Amerikay',
You're sweeter, stronger, decenter,
You're spunkier than
tay,
Oh, whisky you're me darlin' drunk or
sober.
WILD ROVER
And it's no, nay, never (clap 4 times)
No, nay,
never, no more (clap twice)
Will I play the wild rover (clap
once)
No never, no more.
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ADVANCED! CAUTION, YOU
MIGHT INJURE YOUR TONGUE!
DUNDEE WEAVER
Here's the whole song; it's Glaswegian (dialect
of Glasgow, Scotland), which is why you can't
understand it! This singalong (or “sing-song”) is what I
would call "advanced," because the chorus changes just
slightly each time.
Oh I am a Dundee weaver and I come frae' bonny Dundee
I met a
Glasga' fella and he came courtin' me,
He took me oot a'walkin' doon by the
Kelvin Hall,
And there the dirty wee rascal stole my
thingamajig awa'
(SING ALONG) And
there the dirty wee rascal stole my thingamajig
awa'
He took me oot a'walkin' doon by the Rouken Glen,
He showed to me
the bonny wee birds,
And he showed me a bonny wee hen.
He show to me
the bonny wee birds,
Frae a linnet tae a craw (from a linnet to a
crow),
And he showed to me the bird that stole,
my thingamajig awa'
(SING ALONG)
He showed to me the bird that stole my thingamajig
awa'
Noo I'll gang back to Dundee looking
bonny, neat and fair,
I'll put on
my buckle and shoe and tie up my bonny brown hair,
I'll put on the corset tight to mak' my body look
small,
And wha' will ken frae me rosy cheeks that
me thingamajigs awa'?
(SING
ALONG) And wha' will ken frae me rosy cheeks that me
thingamajigs awa'?
O' all you Dundee weavers tak' this advise by me,
Never let a fella
an inch above your knee,
Never stand at the back of the close or up
against the wall,
For if you' dae you can safely say your
thingamajig’s awa'
(SING ALONG)
For if you' dae you can safely say your thingamajig’s
awa'
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