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  1. 1. UCCMC Song Book 2005/06 Version 3.0 – 1st Nov 2005
  2. 2. TABLE OF CONTENTS Green Green Grass of Home A Place in the Choir HAKA Alice's Restaurant Hallelujah All The Things You Said He Ain't Heavy He's My Brother Always on my Mind Help me Make it Through the Night America, F**k Yeah! Horse with No Name American Pie House of the Rising Sun Amhrán Na bhFiann I am Sailing An Poc Ar Buile I Don't Like Mondays Angel I Wish I was Back Home in Derry Annies Song I'll Tell My Ma Atwa I'm Leaving on a Jet Plane Auld Lang Syne Imagine Baby Got Back In the Town of Ballybay Baby One More Time Johnny Jump Up Baidin Fheilimi Joy To The World Ball of Inverness Just The Way You Are Barry's Song Land of My Fathers Beidh Aonach Amárach Lannigan's Ball Biddy Mulligan Les Prisons de Nantes Black Is The Colour Let Your Love Flow Black Velvet Band Light My Fire Blowing in the Wind Lisdoonvarna Bohemian Rhapsody Living on a Prayer Botany Bay Loch Lomond Bottle Hymn of the Repulsive Lola Bridge Over Troubled Waters Lyin' Eyes Bucket of Mountain Dew Maggie Bunch of Thyme Maggie May California Dreaming Maids When You're Young Carrick Fergus McAlpine's Fusiliers Chop Suey Me and Bobby McGee Cliffs of Dooneen Me And Julio Down By The Schoolyard Climber Boy Men in tights Cockles And Mussels Michelle Country Roads Mr. Tambourine Man Cows With Guns Moondance Cuckoo’s Nest Moon Shadow Danny Boy Mrs. Robinson Delirium Tremens Muirsin Durkin Derry Air My Bonnie Dicey Riley Nancy Spain Dingle Jingle Nation Once Again Dirty Old Town New York, New York Do You Want Your ould Lobby Washed Down NIL NA LÁ Nothing Else Matters Down by the Sally Gardens Oh Sir Jasper Drunken Sailor Old King Cole Du Hast Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly Enter Sandman Old Woman Who Lived in the Woods Father And Son Only Our Rivers Run Free Feelin' Groovy Ordinary Man Fiddler's Green Óró sé do bheatha 'bhaile Fields of Athenry Patricia The Stripper Fire and Rain Paradise City Flower of Scotland Piano Man Gett Off Plastic Jesus Ghost Riders in the Sky RawHide Green Fields of France 2
  3. 3. Red Is The Rose The Curragh of Kildare Red Red Wine The Dutchman Return To Sender The Final Countdown Rhinestone Cowboy The Irish Rover Salonika The Ould Triangle Scarborough Fair The Rare Ould Times Seven Drunken Nights The Raitlin Bog Simply the Best The Scotsman Sittin' On The Dock Of The Bay The Sick Note She Moved Through the Fair Thrashing Machine Slip Sliding Away Time In a Bottle Soldiers Song Total Eclipse of the Heart Something Inside So Strong Toxicity Spancil Hill Trasna na dTonnta Spanish Lady Turning Japanese Star Spangled Banner Two out of Three Ain't Bad St. Brendan's Voyage Van Deiman's Land Star of County Down Vincent Streets of London Waltzing Matilda Streets of New York Way Down in Alabama Summer Nights Whiskey In The Jar Summertime Whiter Shade of Pale Sunny Afternoon Wild Rover Sweet Child O' Mine Wild World Sweet Home Alabama Will you go, Lassie go? Swing Low Sweet Chariot Wlad Fy Nhadau Take it Easy Wonderful Tonight The Banks of my own Lovely Lee Wonderful World The Boxer Yellow Submarine The Cobbler Yesterday Version 3.0 Additions + America, F**k Yeah! + Baby Got Back + Baby One More Time + California Dreaming + Cuckoo’s Nest + Du Hast + Enter Sandman + Living on a Prayer + Nothing Else Matters + Paradise City + Simply the Best + Sweet Child O’Mine + The Final Countdown + Total Eclipse of the Heart 3
  4. 4. A PLACE IN THE CHOIR You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant You can get anything you want at Alice's CHORUS Restaurant Walk right in it's around the back All God's creatures got a place in the choir, Just a half a mile from the railroad track Some sing lower and some sing higher, You can get anything you want at Alice's Some sing out loud on the telephone wire, Restaurant Some just clap their hands or paws or anything they got now. Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on - two years ago on Now listen to the bass it's the one on the Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went bottom up to visit Alice at the Where the bullfrog croaks and the restaurant, but Alice doesn't live in the hippopotamus restaurant, she lives in the Moans and groans with a big to do church nearby the restaurant, in the bell- The old cow just goes moo. tower, with her husband Ray and The dogs and the cats they take up the Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower middle like that, they got a lot of Where the honeybee hums and the cricket room downstairs where the pews used to fiddles be in. Havin' all that room, The donkey brays and the pony neighs seein' as how they took out all the pews, And the old grey badger sighs. they decided that they didn't have to take out their garbage for a long CHORUS time. On to the top with the little birds singing We got up there, we found all the garbage On the melodies and high notes ringing in there, and we decided it'd be The hoot owl cries over everything a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage And the blackbird disagrees. down to the city dump. So Singing in the night-time, singing in the day we took the half a ton of garbage, put it in The little duck quacks and is on his way the back of a red VW The otter hasn't got much to say microbus, took shovels and rakes and And the porcupine talks to himself. implements of destruction and headed on toward the city dump. CHORUS Well we got there and there was a big sign It's a simple song, a living song everywhere and a chain across across the By the ox and the fox and the grizzly bear dump saying, "Closed on Thanksgiving." The grumpy alligator and the hawk above And we had never heard of a dump The sly old weasel and the turtle dove. closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off CHORUS into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage. We didn't find one. Until we came to a side Alice's Restaurant road, and off the side of the By Arlo Guthrie side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the This song is called Alice's Restaurant, and cliff there was another pile of garbage. And it's about Alice, and the we decided that one big pile restaurant, but Alice's Restaurant is not the is better than two little piles, and rather than name of the restaurant, bring that one up we that's just the name of the song, and that's decided to throw our's down. why I called the song Alice's Restaurant. That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a thanksgiving 4
  5. 5. dinner that couldn't be beat, went to sleep They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot and didn't get up until the prints, dog smelling prints, and next morning, when we got a phone call they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour from officer Obie. He said, "Kid, glossy photographs with circles we found your name on an envelope at the and arrows and a paragraph on the back of bottom of a half a ton of each one explaining what each garbage, and just wanted to know if you one was to be used as evidence against had any information about it." And us. Took pictures of the approach, I said, "Yes, sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a the getaway, the northwest corner the lie, I put that envelope southwest corner and that's not to under that garbage." mention the aerial photography. After speaking to Obie for about fourty-five After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. minutes on the telephone we Obie said he was going to put finally arrived at the truth of the matter and us in the cell. Said, "Kid, I'm going to put said that we had to go down you in the cell, I want your and pick up the garbage, and also had to wallet and your belt." And I said, "Obie, I go down and speak to him at the can understand you wanting my police officer's station. So we got in the red wallet so I don't have any money to spend VW microbus with the in the cell, but what do you shovels and rakes and implements of want my belt for?" And he said, "Kid, we destruction and headed on toward the don't want any hangings." I police officer's station. said, "Obie, did you think I was going to hang myself for littering?" Now friends, there was only one or two Obie said he was making sure, and friends things that Obie coulda done at Obie was, cause he took out the the police station, and the first was he toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the could have given us a medal for head and drown, and he took being so brave and honest on the out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the telephone, which wasn't very likely, and bars roll out the - roll the we didn't expect it, and the other thing was toilet paper out the window, slide down the he could have bawled us out roll and have an escape. Obie and told us never to be see driving garbage was making sure, and it was about four or around the vicinity again, five hours later that Alice which is what we expected, but when we (remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), got to the police officer's station Alice came by and with a few there was a third possibility that we hadn't nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us even counted upon, and we was out of jail, and we went back both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. to the church, had a another thanksgiving And I said "Obie, I don't think I dinner that couldn't be beat, can pick up the garbage with these and didn't get up until the next morning, handcuffs on." He said, "Shut up, kid. when we all had to go to court. Get in the back of the patrol car." We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with And that's what we did, sat in the back of the twenty seven eight-by-ten the patrol car and drove to the colour glossy pictures with circles and quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want arrows and a paragraph on the back tell you about the town of of each one, sat down. Man came in said, Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this "All rise." We all stood up, happened here, they got three stop and Obie stood up with the twenty seven signs, two police officers, and one police eight-by-ten colour glossy car, but when we got to the pictures, and the judge walked in sat down Scene of the Crime there was five police with a seeing eye dog, and he officers and three police cars, sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the being the biggest crime of the last fifty seeing eye dog, and then at the years, and everybody wanted to twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy get in the newspaper story about it. And pictures with circles and arrows they was using up all kinds of and a paragraph on the back of each one, cop equipment that they had hanging and looked at the seeing eye dog. around the police officer's station. 5
  6. 6. And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff colour glossy pictures with circles that they was doin' to me and arrows and a paragraph on the back of at the thing there, and I was there for two each one and began to cry, hours, three hours, four 'cause Obie came to the realization that it hours, I was there for a long time going was a typical case of American through all kinds of mean nasty blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he ugly things and I was just having a tough could do about it, and the time there, and they was judge wasn't going to look at the twenty inspecting, injecting every single part of seven eight-by-ten colour glossy me, and they was leaving no pictures with the circles and arrows and a part untouched. Proceeded through, and paragraph on the back of each when I finally came to the see the one explaining what each one was to be last man, I walked in, walked in sat down used as evidence against us. And after a whole big thing there, we was fined $50 and had to pick up the and I walked up and said, "What do you garbage in the snow, but thats not want?" He said, "Kid, we only got what I came to tell you about. one question. Have you ever been arrested?" Came to talk about the draft. And I proceeded to tell him the story of the They got a building down New York City, Alice's Restaurant Massacre, it's called Whitehall Street, with full orchestration and five part harmony where you walk in, you get injected, and stuff like that and all inspected, detected, infected, the phenome... - and he stopped me right neglected and selected. I went down to get there and said, "Kid, did you ever my physical examination one go to court?" day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the night before, so And I proceeded to tell him the story of the I looked and felt my best when I went in twenty seven eight-by-ten that morning. `Cause I wanted to colour glossy pictures with the circles and look like the all-American kid from New arrows and the paragraph on York City, man I wanted, I wanted the back of each one, and he stopped me to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all right there and said, "Kid, I want American kid from New York, you to go and sit down on that bench that and I walked in, sat down, I was hung says Group W .... NOW kid!!" down, brung down, hung up, and all kinds o' mean nasty ugly things. And I And I, I walked over to the, to the bench waked in and sat down and they gave there, and there is, Group W's me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the where they put you if you may not be moral phsychiatrist, room 604." enough to join the army after committing your special crime, and there And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want was all kinds of mean nasty ugly to kill. I mean, I wanna, I looking people on the bench there. Mother wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I rapers. Father stabbers. Father wanna see blood and gore and rapers! Father rapers sitting right there on guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt the bench next to me! And bodies. I mean kill, Kill, they was mean and nasty and ugly and KILL, KILL." And I started jumpin up and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the down yelling, "KILL, KILL," and bench next to me. And the meanest, he started jumpin up and down with me and ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest we was both jumping up and down father raper of them all, was coming over to yelling, "KILL, KILL." And the sargent me and he was mean 'n' ugly came over, pinned a medal on me, 'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things sent me down the hall, said, "You're our and he sat down next to me boy." and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay Didn't feel too good about it. $50 and pick up the garbage." He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?" Proceeded on down the hall gettin more And I said, "Littering." And they all moved injections, inspections, away from me on the bench 6
  7. 7. there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of singing you this song now is cause you mean nasty things, till I may know somebody in a similar said, "And creating a nuisance." And they situation, or you may be in a similar all came back, shook my hand, situation, and if your in a and we had a great time on the bench, situation like that there's only one thing you talkin about crime, mother stabbing, can do and that's walk into father raping, all kinds of groovy things that the shrink wherever you are ,just walk in we was talking about on the say "Shrink, You can get bench. And everything was fine, we was anything you want, at Alice's restaurant.". smoking cigarettes and all kinds of And walk out. You know, if things, until the Sargeant came over, had one person, just one person does it they some paper in his hand, held it may think he's really sick and up and said. they won't take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony, "Kids, this-piece-of-paper's-got-47- they may think they're both faggots and words-37-sentences-58-words-we-wanna- they won't take either of them. know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the- And three people do it, three, can you crime-and-any-other-kind-of-thing- imagine, three people walking in you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the- singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and crime-I-want-to-know-arresting- walking out. They may think it's an officer's-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing- organization. And can you, can you you-gotta-say", and talked for imagine fifty people a day,I said forty-five minutes and nobody understood a fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of word that he said, but we had Alice's Restaurant and fun filling out the forms and playing with the walking out. And friends they may thinks pencils on the bench there, it's a movement. and I filled out the massacre with the four part harmony, and wrote it And that's what it is , the Alice's Restaurant down there, just like it was, and everything Anti-Massacre Movement, and was fine and I put down the all you got to do to join is sing it the next pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, time it come's around on the and there, there on the guitar. other side, in the middle of the other side, away from everything else on With feeling. So we'll wait for it to come the other side, in parentheses, capital around on the guitar, here and letters, quotated, read the sing it when it does. Here it comes. following words: You can get anything you want, at Alice's ("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED Restaurant YOURSELF?") You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant I went over to the sargent, said, "Sargeant, Walk right in it's around the back you got a lot a damn gall to Just a half a mile from the railroad track ask me if I've rehabilitated myself, I mean, I You can get anything you want, at Alice's mean, I mean that just, I'm Restaurant sittin' here on the bench, I mean I'm sittin here on the Group W bench That was horrible. If you want to end war 'cause you want to know if I'm moral and stuff you got to sing loud. enough join the army, burn women, I've been singing this song now for twenty kids, houses and villages after bein' a five minutes. I could sing it litterbug." He looked at me and for another twenty five minutes. I'm not said, "Kid, we don't like your kind, and proud... or tired. we're gonna send you fingerprints off to Washington." So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part And friends, somewhere in Washington harmony and feeling. enshrined in some little folder, is a study in black and white of my fingerprints. We're just waitin' for it to come around is And the only reason I'm what we're doing. 7
  8. 8. All right now. Terrorist your game is through cause now you have to answer too, You can get anything you want, at Alice's America, FUCK YEAH! Restaurant So lick my butt, and suck on my balls, Excepting Alice America, FUCK YEAH! You can get anything you want, at Alice's What you going to do when we come for Restaurant you now, Walk right in it's around the back it?s the dream that we all share; it?s the Just a half a mile from the railroad track hope for tomorrow You can get anything you want, at Alice's Restaurant FUCK YEAH! Da da da da da da da dum McDonalds, FUCK YEAH! At Alice's Restaurant Wal-Mart, FUCK YEAH! The Gap, FUCK YEAH! Baseball, FUCK YEAH! NFL, FUCK, YEAH! ALWAYS ON MY MIND Rock and roll, FUCK YEAH! The Internet, FUCK YEAH! Slavery, FUCK YEAH! Maybe I didn't treat you quite as good as I should have FUCK YEAH! Maybe I didn't love you quite as often as I could have Starbucks, FUCK YEAH! If I made you feel all second best Disney world, FUCK YEAH! Girl, I'm sorry, I was blind Porno, FUCK YEAH! You were always on my mind Valium, FUCK YEAH! You were always on my mind. Reeboks, FUCK YEAH! Fake Tits, FUCK YEAH! Maybe I didn't hold you. all those lonely Sushi, FUCK YEAH! lonely times. Taco Bell, FUCK YEAH! I guess I never told you, I'm so happy that Rodeos, FUCK YEAH! you're mine. Bed bath and beyond (Fuck yeah, Fuck Little things I should have said & done, yeah) I just never took the time. You were always on my mind, Liberty, FUCK YEAH! You were always on my mind. White Slips, FUCK YEAH! The Alamo, FUCK YEAH! Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn't Band-aids, FUCK YEAH! died Las Vegas, FUCK YEAH! Forgive me, give me one more chance to Christmas, FUCK YEAH! keep you satisfied. Immigrants, FUCK YEAH! I'll keep you satisfied. Columbine, FUCK YEAH! Democrats, FUCK YEAH! Little things I should have said & done, Republicans (republicans) I just never took the time. (fuck yeah, fuck yeah) You were always on my mind, Sportsmanship You were always on my mind. Books America, F**k Yeah AMERICAN PIE America... A long long time ago I can still remember America... how that music used to make me smile, America, FUCK YEAH! And I knew if I had my chance Coming again, to save the mother fucking I could make those people dance day yeah, and maybe they'd be happy for a while, America, FUCK YEAH! But February made me shiver Freedom is the only way yeah, with every paper I'd deliver: 8
  9. 9. bad news on the doorstep, We all got up to dance, but we never got I couldn't take one more step, the chance I can't remember if I cried 'Cause the players tried to take the field, when I read about his widowed bride, the marching band refused to yield, Something touched me deep inside do you recall what was revealed, the day the music died. the day the music died, we started singing...... - So bye bye Miss American Pie: - Drove my Chevy to the levee but the And there we were all in one place, levee was dry a generation lost in space: - Them good old boys were drinking With no time left to start again. whiskey and rye So come on Jack be nimble Jack be quick - Singing this'll be the day that I die Jack Flash sat on the candlestick - This'll be the day that I die 'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend, and as I watched him on the stage Did you write the book of love, my hands were clenched in fists of rage, and do you have faith in God above? no angel born in Hell could break that If the bible tells you so Satan's spell: now do you believe in rock and roll: And as the flames climbed high into the can music save your mortal soul night and can you teach me how to dance real to light the sacrificial rite: slow; I saw Satan laughing with delight the day well I know you're in love with him the music died. cause I saw you in the dancin' in the gym; We were singing bye bye Miss American you both kicked off your shoes; Pie..... man I dig those rhythm and blues I was lonely teenage bronkin' buck I met a girl who sang the blues with a pink carnation and a pick-up truck and I asked her for some happy news, but I knew I was out of luck the day the but she just smiled and turned away music died I went down to the sacred store I started singing bye bye Miss American where I heard the music years before, Pie..... but the man there said the music wouldn't play; Now for 10 years we've been on our own, and in the streets the children screamed, and Moss grows fat on a rolling stone the lovers cried and the poets dreamed. but that's not how it used to be But not a word was spoken, the church when the jester sang for the king and bells were broken: queen And 3 men I admire most, The Father, in a coat he borrowed from James Dean Son and the Holy Ghost: and a voice that came from you and me They caught the last train for the coast , oh and while the king was looking down the day the music died and they were the jester stole his thorny crown; singing.... The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned; And while Lenin read a book on Marx the quartet practised in the park AMHRÁN NA bhFIANN and we sang dirges in the dark, the day the music died. We were singing bye bye Miss American Sinne Fianna Fáil Pie..... Atá faoi gheall ag Éirinn Buíon dár slua Helter skelter in the summer swelter Thar toinn do ráinig chugainn the birds flew off with a fallout shelter Faoi mhóid bheith saor 8 miles high and falling fast Sean-tir ár sinsear feasta it landed foul on the grass; Ní fhágfar faoin tíorán ná faoin tráill The players tried for a forward pass, Anocht a théam sa Bhearna Bhaoil with the jester on the sideline in a cast, Le gean ar Ghaeil chun báis nó saoil Now the half-time air was sweet perfume Le gunna-scréach faoi lámhach na bpiléar while the sergeants played on a marching Seo libh canaig Amhrán na bfFiann tune : 9
  10. 10. you're in the arms of the angel may you find some comfort there. AN POC AR BUILE So tired of the straight line and everywhere you turn Ag gabháil dom sior chun Droichead Uí there's vultures and thieves at your back Mhóradha and the storm keeps on twisting Píce im dhóid 's mé ag dul i meithil you keep on building the lie Cé casfaí orm i gcuma ceoídh that you make up for all that you lack Ach pocán crón is é ar buile it don't make no difference escaping one last time Curfa it's easier to believe in this sweet madness Ailluliú puilliliú, alilliliú tá an poc ar buile oh (x2) this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees. Do ritheamar trasna trí ruilleogach Is do ghluais an cómhrac ar fuaid na In the arms of an angel muinge fly away from here Is treasscairt dá bhfuair sé sna turtóga from this dark cold hotel room Chuas 'na ainneoin ina dhrom le fuinneamh and the endlessness that you fear you are pulled from the wreckage Níor fhág sé carraig go raibh scót ann of your silent reverie Ná gur rith le fársa chun mé a mhuilleadh you're in the arms of the angel Ansan sea do chaith sé an léim ba mhó may you find some comfort there Le fána mór na Faille Brice you're in the arms of the angel may you find some comfort here. Bhí gárda mór i mBaile an Róistigh Is bhailigh fórsaí chun sinn a clipeadh Do bhuail sé rop dá adhairc sa tóin ann Annies Song Is dá bhríste nua do dhein sé giobaíl I nDaingean Uí Chúis le haghaidh an You fill up my senses like a night in the tráthnóna forest Bhí an sogart paróiste amach in ár gcoinne Like the mountains in springtime like a walk Is é dúirt gurbh é an diabhal ba dhóigh leis in the rain A ghaibh an treo ar phocán buile Like a storm in a desert, like a sleepy blue ocean You fill up my senses, come fill me again Angel Come let me love you, let me give my life too you Spend all your time waiting Let me drown in your laughter, let me die in for that second chance your arms for a break that would make it okay Let me lay down beside you, let me always there's always one reason be with you to feel not good enough Come let me love you, come love me and it's hard at the end of the day again. I need some distraction oh beautiful release memory seeps from my veins let me be empty Auld Lang Syne and weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, In the arms of an angel And never bro't to mind fly away from here Should auld acquaintance be forgot from this dark cold hotel room And days of ould lang syne? and the endlessness that you fear you are pulled from the wreckage CHORUS: of your silent reverie For auld lang syne, my dear 10
  11. 11. For auld lang syne; So find that juicy double We'll take a cup o' kindness yet Mix-a-Lot's in trouble For the sake of auld lang syne Beggin' for a piece of that bubble So I'm lookin' at rock videos And here's a hand, my trusty friend Watchin' these bimbos walkin' like hoes And gie's a hand o' thine, You can have them bimbos I'll take a cup o' kindness yet, I'll keep my women like Flo Jo For the sake of auld lang syne A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya I won't cuss or hit ya Baby Got Back But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *fuck* Til the break of dawn Baby got it goin' on I like big butts and I can not lie A lot of simps won't like this song You other brothers can't deny 'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty And I'd rather stay and play waste 'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong And a round thing in your face And I'm down to get the friction on You get sprung, wanna pull up tough So, ladies! {Yeah!} Ladies! {Yeah} 'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed If you wanna role in my Mercedes {Yeah!} Deep in the jeans she's wearing Then turn around! Stick it out! I'm hooked and I can't stop staring Even white boys got to shout Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha Baby got back! And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me Baby got back! But with that butt you got makes Yeah, baby ... when it comes to females, Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin Cosmo ain't got nothin' You say you wanna get in my Benz? to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, Well, use me, use me only if she's 5'3". 'Cause you ain't that average groupy I've seen them dancin' So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' The hell with romancin' workout tapes by Fonda She's wet, wet, But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette her Honda I'm tired of magazines My anaconda don't want none Sayin' flat butts are the thing Unless you've got buns, hon Take the average black man and ask him You can do side bends or sit-ups, that But please don't lose that butt She gotta pack much back Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!) And tell you that the butt ain't go Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!) So they toss it and leave it Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! And I pull up quick to retrieve it (Shake it!) So Cosmo says you're fat Shake that healthy butt! Well I ain't down with that! Baby got back! 'Cause your waste is small and your curves are kickin' (LA face with Oakland booty) And I'm thinkin' bout stickin' Baby got back! To the beanpole dames in the magazines: You ain't it, Miss Thing! I like 'em round, and big Give me a sista, I can't resist her And when I'm throwin' a gig Red beans and rice didn't miss her I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an Some knucklehead tried to dis animal 'Cause his girls are on my list Now here's my scandal He had game but he chose to hit 'em I wanna get you home And I pull up quick to get wit 'em And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh So ladies, if the butt is round, I ain't talkin' bout Playboy And you want a triple X throw down, 'Cause silicone parts are made for toys Dial 1-900-MIXALOT I want 'em real thick and juicy And kick them nasty thoughts 11
  12. 12. Baby got back! Baidin Fheilimi (Little in the middle but she got much back) [4x] Baidin Fheilimi, d'imigh go Gabhla, Baidin Fheilimi ' s Feilimi ann, Baidin Fheilimi D ' imigh go Gabhla Baby One More Time Baidin Fheilimi 's, Feilimi ann. Baidin bideach, baidin beosach, Baidin Oh baby baby, Oh baby baby boidheach, baidin Fheilimi,Baidin direach, baidin Oh baby baby, how was I supposed to deontach, know Baidin Fheilimi 's Feilimi ann. that something wasn't right here Oh baby baby, I shouldn't have let you go Baidin Fheilimi d ' imigh go Trocaigh, and now you're out of sight, yeah Baidin Fheilimi 's Feilime ann. X2 show me how you want it to be tell me baby cuz I need to know now Baikin Fheilimi briseadh i dToraigh, oh, because Baidin Fheilimi ' s Feilimi ann. X2 CHORUS My loneliness is killin me (and I) Ball of Inverness I must confess I still believe (still believe) When I'm not with you I lose my mind give me a sign, There were four and twenty virgins at the hit me baby one more time! Ball of Inverness, And after the Ball was over there were four Oh baby, baby, the reason I breathe is you and twenty less. Boy you've got me blinded Oh pretty baby, there's nothin that I Chorus wouldn't do With your balls against your partner and It's not the way I planned it your ass against the wall, If you don't get laid on Saturday night you Show me how you want it to be won't get laid at all. tell me baby cuz I need to know now oh, because The village granny she was there, sittin' by the fire, CHORUS Knitting contraceptives out of worn out Dublin tyres. Oh baby baby, how was I supposed to know Chorus Oh pretty baby, I shouldn't have let you go The village blacksmith he was there with I must confess that my loneliness his balls of brass, is killin me now He lined 'em up against the walls and bate don't you know I still believe 'em up the..., that you will be here to give me a sign Chorus hit me baby one more time The village doctor he was there, sittin' on CHORUS the gate, Teaching all the eight year olds how to I must confess (my loneliness) masturbate. that my loneliness(is killing me) Is killing me now(I must confess) Chorus Don't you know I still believe (still believe) that you will be here (im losin my mind) The village Bishop he was there, with his to give me a sign... purple shroud, hit me baby one more time! Hanging from the chandelier and pissin' on the crowd. 12
  13. 13. My shops and my stalls are laid out in the Chorus street And my palace consists of one room The village cripple he was there, he I sell apples and oranges nuts and split couldn't do that much, peas He lined 'em up against the wall, and bate Bananas and sugar stick sweet 'em with his crutch. On a Saturday night I sell second hand clothes Chorus ( Big Cresendo ) From the floor of my stall in the street. CHORUS Barry's Song You may travel from Clare to the County Kildare From Frances Street back to the Coombe You fill up our senses like a streaker in But where would you find a fine widow like football, me On the mountains on Sunday you dance up Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe, the hill, my boys, If you were lost in a desert, you'd make the Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe. clouds cry with laughter, You pay no expenses, send Bryan the bill. I sell fish on a Friday spread out on a board The finest you'd find in the sea Come let us join you, in a song from the But the best is my herrings, fine Dublin bay back rows, herrings Let us drown in your laughter, we'll sing of There's herrings for dinner and tea chickens on farms, I have a son Mick he's great on the flute And when you pick up the gee-tar, we are He plays in the Longford Street Band like rabbits in headlights, It would do your heart good to see him Come let us love you, only on weekends. march out On a Sunday for Dollymount Strand. In the Park on a Sunday I make quite a Beidh Aonach Amárach dash The neighbours look on with surprise With my Aberdeen shawlie thrown over my Beidh aonach amárach i gcontae an Chláir head (x3) I dazzle the sight of their eyes Cén mhaith dom é - ní bheidh me ann At Patrick Street corner for sixty four years I've stood and no one can deny Curfá: That while I stood there no one could dare A mháithrín, an ligfidh tú chun aonaigh mé? To say black was the white of my eye. (x3) A mhúirnín é, ná héiligh é. Níl tú a deich nó a haondéag fós (x3) Nuair a bheidh tu trídeag, beidh tú mór Black Is The Colour Táimse i ngra le gréansaí bróg (x3) Mar bhfaighe mé é ní bheidh me beo Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair. B'fhearr liom féin mo ghréasaí bróg (x3) She has the sweetest smile and the Ná oifigeach airm gona lásaí óir gentlest hands And I love the ground whereon she stands. I love my love and well she knows I love the ground whereon she goes Biddy Mulligan I hope the day it soon would come When she and I will be as one. I'm a buxom fine widow, I live in a spot I go to the Clyde I mourn and weep In Dublin they call it the Coombe For satisfied I ne'er can be 13
  14. 14. I write her a letter, just a few short lines And suffer her death a thousand times. How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man? Yes 'n' how many seas must a white dove Black Velvet Band sail before she sleeps in the sand? Yes 'n' how many times must the canon T'was in the town of Tralee balls fly As apprenticeship to trade I was bound before they're forever banned? With plenty of bright amusement The answer my friend is blowing' in the To see the days go round wind, Till misfortune and trouble came over me the answer is blowing' in the wind. Which caused me to stray from land far away from me friends and relations How many times must a man look up To follow the black velvet band before he can see the sky? Yes 'n' many ears must one man have, CHORUS before he can hear people cry? Her eyes they shone like diamonds, Yes 'n' how my deaths will it take till he you'd think she was queen of the land knows With her hair thrown over her shoulder that too many people have died? Tied up with a black velvet band. The answer..... As I was walking down Broadway How many years can a mountain exist, Not intending to stay very long Before it is washed to the sea? I met with a frolicsome damsel Yes 'n' how many years can some people As she came tripping along. exist, A watch she pulled out of her pocket before they're allowed to be free? And slipped it right into my hand Yes 'n' how many times can a man turn his On the very first day I met her head, Bad luck to the black velvet band. pretending he just doesn't see? The answer..... CHORUS Before the judge and jury, the both of us had to appear Bohemian Rhapsody A gentleman swore to the jewellery, and the case against us was clear. For seven long years transportation Is this the real life, is this just fantasy, Right over to Van Diemen's land caught in a landslide, no escape from Far away from my friends and companions reality To follow the black velvet band. Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see CHORUS I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy (because I'm) easy come, easy go, a little Come all you brave, young Irish lads, high, a little low A warning take by me, Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really Beware of all the pretty young damsels matter to me. That are knocking around in Tralee Mama just killed a man, put a gun against They'll treat you to the whiskey and porter his head, Until you're unable to stand pulled my trigger now he's dead And before you have time to for to leave Mama, life has just begun, them but now I've gone and thrown it all away. You're bound for Van Diemens land. Mama, ooh didn't mean to make you cry, If I'm not back again this time tomorrow CHORUS Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters. Too late, my time has come, sends shivers Blowing in the Wind down my spine, body's aching all the time 14
  15. 15. Goodbye everybody, I've got to go, gotta For to take a trip on an emigrant ship to the leave it all behind and face the truth shores of Botany Bay. Mama, ooh I don't want to die, I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all. The boss came up this morning he says: well Pat you know I see a little silhouette of a man If you don't get your navvies out I'm afraid Scaramouche, Scaramouche you'll have to go Will you do the fandango, thunderbolt and So I asked him for my wages and lightening very very demanded all my pay frightening me For I told him straight, I'm going to emigrate to the shores of Botany Bay. Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Galileo, Figaro magnifico And when I reach Australia I'll go and look I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me, for gold he's just a poor boy from a poor family There's plenty there for the digging of, or so Spare him his life from his monstrosity, I have been told Easy come easy go will you let me go Or else I'll go back to my trade and a No we will not let you go, let him go, hundred bricks I'll lay Bismillah! Bismillah! Because I live for an eight hour shift on the We will not let you go, let him go, never will shores of Botany Bay. not let you go, ah let me go Ah! no no no no no no no oh Mamma mia Bottle Hymn of the Repulsive Mama mia mama mia let me go. (Tune: "John Brown's Body") Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me Mine eyes have seen the glory of the So you think you can stone me and spit in opening of the Tun, my eye I have bought a pint of cider when the night So you think you can love me and leave me had just begun, to die I have been three-quarters plastered ere Oh baby can't do this to me, baby the sinking of the sun, Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta And my soul goes drinking on. here Nothing really matters anyone can see, CHORUS Praise the mighty Church of nothing really Yurinn, matters to me. Praise the mighty Church of Yurinn, Praise the mighty Church of Yurinn, For its soul goes drinking on. Botany Bay I have stood on draughty platforms waiting for the final train, I have kipped on Bastards' couches and CHORUS sustained severest strain, Farewell to your bricks and mortar, And been ready one week later to endure it farewell to your dirty lies. all again, Farewell to your gangers and gang planks, And my soul goes drinking on. to hell with your overtime For the good ship Ragamuffin she's lying at CHORUS the Quay, to take oul Pat with a shovel on his back to I have faced the times of hardship when the the shores of Botany Bay pubs were running dry, When I heard about the draymen's strike a I'm on my way down to the quay where the tear stood in my eye, ship at anchor lays And when the Hold ran out of cider I was To command a gang of navvies that they sure that I would die, told me to engage But my soul went drinking on. I thought I'd drop in for a drink before I went away CHORUS 15
  16. 16. For the mighty Church of Yurinn is a Let the grasses grow and the waters flow symbol to the brave, in a free and easy way A defence against the lertish hordes in But give me enough of the rare ould stuff search of souls to save, that's made near Galway Bay Anyone can be a Bastard, man or woman, Come one and all from Donegal, peer or knave, from Sligo and Leitrim too, And the Church goes drinking on. We'll give them the slip and we'll take a sip of the real old Mountain Dew. CHORUS CHORUS In the bogs of Lesser Kastath it was born Hi diddel idle dum diddle doodle idle dum across the sea, Diddle doori diddli de It was brought to Earth in secret through the game of D & D, There's a neat little still at the foot of the Though the lerts may make us holy, yet the hill, Church will make us free where the smoke curls up to the sky, And our souls go drinking on. By a whiff of the smell you can plainly tell, that there's poitin boys close by, CHORUS For it fills the air with a perfume rare, and betwixt both me and you (For the Church of Yurinn, see "THREE As home we roll, we can drink a bowl, YURINNIC SONGS". "Lert"=a or a bucketful of mountain dew. non-Yurinnic person, a killjoy or dullard.) Now learned men as use the pen, have writ the praises high Bridge Over Troubled Waters Of the rare poitin from Ireland green, distilled from wheat and rye Away with yer pills, it'll cure all ills, When you're weary,feelin' small: be ye Pagan, Christian or Jew When tears are in your eyes, So take off your coat and grease your I'll dry them all throat, I'm on your side, oh when times get rough: with a bucketful of mountain dew. And friends just can't be found Like a bridge over troubled waters:I will lay me down Like a bridge over troubled waters:I will lay Bunch of Thyme me down. When you're down and out,when you're on Come all you maidens young and fair the street: All you that are blooming in your prime When evening falls so hard,I will comfort And always beware to keep your garden you fair I'll take your part,oh,when darkness comes Let no man steal away your thyme. And pain is all around,Like a bridge etc... Sail on silver bird sail on by: CHORUS: Your time has come to shine For thyme it is a precious thing All your dreams are on their way,See how And thyme brings all things to my mind, they shine, Thyme with all its flavours along with all its Oh,if you need a friend:I'm sailing right joys, behind Thyme brings all things to my mind. Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease your mind Once I had a bunch of thyme, Like a bridge over troubled water I will ease I thought it never would decay your mind Then came a lusty sailor who chanced to pass my way, And stole my bunch of thyme away. Bucket of Mountain Dew The sailor gave to me a rose, A rose that never will decay He gave it to me to keep me reminded 16
  17. 17. Of when he stole my thyme away. My childhood days bring back sad reflections of happy times I spent so long ago, California Dreaming My boyhood friends and my own relations have all passed on now like melting snow, But I'll spend my days in endless roaming, All the leaves are brown (All the leaves are soft is the grass, my bed is free, brown) Ah, to be back now in Carrickfergus, And the sky is grey (And the sky is grey) on that long road down to the sea. I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk) On a winter's day (On a winter's day) Ah but in Kilkenny it is reported I'd be safe and warm (I'd be safe and there are marble stones there as black as warm) ink If I was in L.A. (If I was in L.A.) With gold and silver I did support her, but I'll sing no more now till I get a drink, California dreaming (California dreaming) I'm drunk today, and I'm seldom sober, On such a winter's day... a handsome rover from town to town, Ah, but I'm sick now, my days are Stopped into a church numbered I passed along the way so come all ye young men and lay me Well, I got down on my knees (Got down on down. my knees) And I pretend'd to pray (I pretend'd to pray) You know the preacher likes the cold (Preacher likes the cold) Cliffs of Dooneen He knows I'm gonna stay (Knows I'm gonna stay) You may travel far, far from your own California dreaming (California dreaming) native home, On such a winter's day... Far away o'er the mountains, far away o'er the foam; All the leaves are brown (All the leaves are But of all the fine places that I've ever been, brown) Oh there's none can compare with the Cliffs And the sky is grey (And the sky is grey) of Dooneen. I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk) On a winter's day (On a winter's day) It's a nice place to be on a fine summer's If I didn't tell her (If I didn't tell her) day, I could leave today (I could leave today) Watching all the wild flowers that ne're do decay, California dreaming (California dreaming) The hares and the rabbits are all plain to be On such a winter's day... seen, California dreaming Making homes for their young 'round the On such a winter's day... Cliffs of Doneen. California dreaming On such a winter's day... Take a view o'er the mountains, fine sights you'll see there, You'll see high rocky mountains on the CarrickFergus west coast of Clare, The towns of Kilrush and Kilkee can be seen I wish I was in Carrickfergus, From the high rocky slopes 'round the Cliffs only for nights on Ballygrant. of Dooneen. I would swim over the deepest ocean, the deepest ocean for my love to find, Fare thee well to Dooneen, fare thee well But the sea is wide and I can't swim over, for a while, and neither have I wings to fly, And to all the fine people I'm leaving If I could find me a handsome boatman behind; to ferry me over to my love and die. To the streams and the meadows where late I have been, 17
  18. 18. And the high rocky slopes round the Cliffs Cockles And Mussels of Dooneen In Dublin's fair city, Climber Boy where the girls are so pretty I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone As she wheeled her wheelbarrow He was a boy, she was a girl Can I make it through streets broad and narrow, anymore obvious? Crying Cockles and Mussels, Alive alive oh! He was a climber,she did walking What more can I say? Chorus: He wanted her, she'd never tell secretly Alive alive oh, she wanted him as well. Alive alive oh, But all of her friends stuck up there nose Crying cockles and mussels, they had a problem with his powerstrech. Alive alive oh. He was a climbing boy, she said see ya She was a fishmonger, later boy but sure 'twas no wonder he wasn't good enough for her she had a for so were her father and mother before, pretty face, And they both wheel'd their barrows but her head was up in the reeks she through streets broad and narrow needed to come back Crying Cockles and Mussels,Alive alive oh! down to the wall down in the gym. She died of a fever five years from now, she sits at home and no one could save her, feeding the baby she's all alone and that was the end of sweet Molly she turns on tv guess who she sees Malone. climber boy rockin' up the north face of the Now her ghost wheels her barrow eiger. through streets broad and narrow she calls up her friends,they already know Crying Cockles and Mussels,Alive alive oh ! and they've all got tickets to see his lecture tour she tags along and stands in the crowd looks up at the man that she turned down. Country Roads He was a climbing boy,she said see ya later boy he wasn't good enough for her Almost heaven , West Virginia now he's a super star slapin' on his chalk The Blue Ridge Mountains, the does your pretty face see what he's Shenandoah river worth? Life is old there, older than the trees Younger than the mountains, blowin' like a sorry girl but you missed out well tuff luck breeze that boys mine now we are more than just good friends this is how the Country roads, take me home, story ends too bad that you couldn't to the place I belong see see that man that boy could be there is West Virginia, mountain momma, more that meets the eye I see the take me home, country roads soul that is inside All my memories gather round her He's just a boy, and i'm just a girl can I Miners lady, stranger to blue water make it anymore Dark and dusty painted on the sky obvious? we are in love, haven't you heard Mystic taste of moonshine, tear drops in my how we rock each others world I'm eyes with the climbing boy, I said see ya later boy i'll be at the crag afterwards I hear her voice in the morning how she i'll be at a cliff face naming the route we first calls me ascended about a girl you used The radio reminds me of my home far away to know Drivin' down the road I get a feelin' that I should be home Yesterday yesterday. 18
  19. 19. Cuckoo’s Nest Danny Boy There's a corner in the meadow where the lads and lasses meet Oh Danny Boy, the pipes the pipes are Oh they do here what they couldn't do in calling the open street From glen to glen and down the mountain They play all kinds of games there, but the side one I like the best The summers gone and all the roses fallen Is where every laddie rumples up the Tis you tis you must go and I must bide cuckoo's nest. But come ye back when summers in the meadow Chorus: Or when the valleys hushed and white with It's high the cuckoo, low the cuckoo, high snow the cuckoo's nest Tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow It's high the cuckoo, low the cuckoo, high On Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy I love you the cuckoo's nest so. I'll give any maid a shilling and a bottle of the best And when ye come and all the flowers are Just to rumple up the feathers of her dying cuckoo's nest If I am dead, as dead I well may be You'll come and find the place where I am I wooed her in the morning and I had her in lying the night And kneel and say an Ave there for me. She was my very first one so I tried to do it And I shall hear though soft you tread right above me I searched around and wandered and I And all my grave will warmer sweeter be never would have guessed If you will bend and tell me that you love If she hadn't showed me where to find her me cuckoo's nest Then I shall sleep in peace until you come to me. Chorus When she showed me where to find it I knew just where to go Delirium Tremens Through the underbrush and brambles where the little cuckoos grow From the moment that I found it, she would I dreamt a dream the other night I couldn't never let me rest sleep a wink, From rumpling up the feathers of her the rats were trying to count the sheep and cuckoo's nest. I was off the drink, there were footsteps in the parlour and Chorus voices on the stairs I was climbing up the wall and moving It was bushy, it was prickled, it was round the chairs feathered all around I looked out from under the blanket and up It was tucked away so neatly and it wasn't at the fireplace easy found The Pope and J.F. Kennedy were staring in She said young man you're blundering, but me face, I knew it wasn't true Suddenly it dawned on me I was gettin' the For I left her with the makings of a young old DT's cuckoo when the Child o' Prague began to dance around the mantelpiece. Chorus x2 Goodbye to the Port and Brandy, to the Vodka and the Stag, to the Schmiddick and the Harpic, the bottle draught and keg. As I sat lookin' up at the Guinness ad I could never figure out 19
  20. 20. how your man stayed up on the surfboard Going home in the rain, running up the dark after 14 pints of stout. lane, Past the jail and down behind the fountain Well I swore upon the bible Those were happy days in so many many I'd never touch a drop ways My heart was palpitatin' In the town I love so well. I was sure 'twas going to stop, thinkin' I was dyin' In the early morning the Shirt Factory horn I gave my soul to God to keep Called women from Creggan, the Moor and A tenner to St. Anthony the Bog, to help me get to sleep. While the men on the dole played the I fell into an awful nightmare mother's role and got a dreadful shock Fed the children and then walked the dog; When I dreamt there was no duty free And when times got rough there was just at the airport down in Knock, about enough, Ian Paisley was sayin' the rosary But they saw it through without complaining and Nora Bennis was on the pill, For deep inside was a burning pride Finbar Wright was gargled For the town I love so well. and singin' Spancil Hill. There was music there in the Derry air I dreamt that Mr Haughey Like a language that we could all had recaptured Crossmaglen understand then Garret got reelected I remember the day when I earned my first and gave it back again. pay Dick Spring and Roger Casement As I played in the small pick up band were on board the Marita Ann There I spent my youth, and to tell you the as she sailed into Fenit truth they were singin' Banna Strand, I was sad to leave it all behind me I dreamt Archbishop McNamara For I'd learned about life and I'd found me a was on Spike Island for 3 nights wife, havin' been arrested In the town I loved so well. for supportin' travellers rights, I dreamt that Ruari Quinn was smokin' But when I returned, how my eyes were marijuana in the Dail burned and Barry Desmond handin' Frenchies out To see how a town could be brought to its to the scuts in Fianna Fail. knees By the armoured cars and the bombed out I dreamt of Nell McCafferty and Mary bars Kenny too And the gas that hangs on to every breeze the things that we got up to, but I'm not Now the army's installed by the old Gas- tellin' you, yard wall I dreamt I was in a jacussi along with Alice And that damned barbed wire gets higher Glenn and higher. 'twas them I knew I'd never ever ever drink With their tanks and guns, oh my God what again. have they done To the town I love so well. repeat CHORUS Now the music is gone but they still carry on Though their spirit's bruised but never Derry Air broken They will not forget for their hearts are all set In my memory, I will always see, On tomorrow and peace once again. the town that I have loved so well, For what's done is done, and what's won is Where our school played ball by the Gas won yard wall, And what's lost is lost and gone forever And we laughed through the smoke and the I can only pray for a brand new day smell. In the town I love so well. 20
  21. 21. Up the mountains to the heavens, And back down to the pub for seven. Dicey Riley Uisce beatha mór gach duine, Tá brón mhór orm le fuladh gloine. Bodies battered, bruised and haggard, Oh poor aul Dicey Riley she has taken to It's a common sight in Ballintaggart. the sup Poor aul Dicey Riley she will never give it repeat Chorus up For it's off each morning to the hock We left for Dingle on a Friday night, And she nips in for another little drop If ya missed the bus well that's tough shyte. Ah the heart of the roll is Dicey Riley. With P.J. Hammond you can't go wrong, For ten pounds more he'd sing a song. She walks along Fitzgibbon Street with an A ballad or a haunting air, independent air, O Holy Night Rob, if you dare. And then it's down by Summerhill and the A song for those who've gone before us, people stop and stare, And t'hell with those who've stayed to bore She says its nearly half past one, us. and its time I had another little one Sur' the poor ol' Yanks can't speak the Ah the heart of the roll is Dicey Riley. language... Is that TOMATO in my sandwich? She owns a little sweet-shop at the corner of the street, repeat CHORUS And every evening after school I go to wash her feet. The compass is what plots our course, She leaves me there to mind the shop If that don't work we'll use the force. While she nips in for another little drop, We haven't lost a soul to date, Ah the heart of the roll is Dicey Riley. But that's not counting those we ate! From bulling up the slopes of Scragg, To posing naked for the RAG, There's nothing that we will not do, Dingle Jingle - How Much Further? Except squeeze fifty people in a Port-a- Loo. Nor BACKMARK for the flower pluckers... How's it goin' there, everybody? Oh my God! What a bunch of... From Cork, New York, Dundalk, Gortahork and Glenamady. repeat CHORUS Here we are in the county Kerry, A world away from Happy Gerry, In every corner of the World, Mike Clifford's missing Andie's hand, Where worried shepards watch their herds, And Jenny's lookin' for a man. There's folk like us, who for no reason, Bryan Feeney's counting bills, Bull up mountains, in any season. And Aidan's popping funny-pills. The more the wind and rain the better. Stephens charm will ne'er diminish, It may be cold so bring a sweater! Have you seen his new belle, I hear she's Pneumonia is the silent killer, Finnish. So please don't die 'til after dinner... But I do believe we have a pair, CHORUS: Of medical sweethearts with us here... Oh! How much further? How much... how "Amputate" says Diarmuid "That'll do!" much... "Feck off" says Rachel "It's only the flu!" how much? How much further? Oh! How much further? How much... how repeat CHORUS much... how much? How much further? Now there's someone that I've left out, The backbone of the club - NO DOUBT! The way we work is very simple, She may not be the best at spelling, It's easier than poppin' pimples. Climbs in her bra... but then... that's telling. Sunday is a day of rest, If there's a problem that can't be solved, So we put Jesus to the test. She jumps right in and gets involved. We charge Him four pounds for the bus, She'll work the problem to it's feet, And ask Him that He do not curse. 21
  22. 22. All the better if she knocks out teeth. Saw a train set the night on fire So Mike, don't tete-a-tete with Ciara, Smelled the spring on the smoky wind, Or you'll be hearing Nee-Naw Nee-Naw Dirty old town,dirty old town. Nee-Naw I'm going to make me a good sharp axe, She has a sense of humour too - Shining steel tempered in the fire, apparently! I'll chop you down like an old dead tree, Dirty old town, dirty old town. repeat CHORUS Has anyone seen Tom-Tom Randal? We'll hunt him down with a pick-axe Do you want your ould Lobby Washed handle! Down Aidan Hannifin is takin' bets, That Tom will never pay his debts. Askea organised the bus here! I've a nice little cottage and a small bit of John and Helen represent the first years. land A pot of friendship that's soon to pop, and a place by the side of the sea. Come 'ere. Have yey seen Helen's Black And I care about no one because I believe Top? that nobody cares about me. Conor's gone to see New Zealand. My peace is destroyed and I'm fairly Thinks he'd do a better job than Warren by a lassie who works in the town. Gatland. She sighs every day as she passes the So there's a mention for the committee... way, I've left one out - Oh, that's me! do you want your old lobby washed down. repeat CHORUS CHORUS: Do you want your old lobby washed down This song is getting mighty boring, Con Shine; I think I hear someone snoring! do you want your old lobby washed down. So before the lynch mob begins to loom, She sighs every day as she passes the I'll hurry up and finish soon. way, But one last thing I have to say, do you want your old lobby washed down. One simple word, and I'll be on my way. From countries far this word has travelled. The other day the old landlord came by for On Purple Mountain it was discovered. the rent: It may wear boots - but it's not farmer... I told him no money had I, It's Jerry's Word! It's... Besides twasn't fair for to ask me to pay, the times were so awfully bad. Oh! Lumpensammler! Lumpen... Lumpen... He felt discontented at not getting the rent; Lumpen... Lumpensammler. and he shook his big head in a frown. Oh! Lumpensammler! Lumpen... Lumpen... Says he I'll take half but says I with a laugh; Lumpen... Lumpensammler. do you want your old lobby washed down. Now the boys looks so bashful when they go out courting, Dirty Old Town they seem to look so very shy, As to kiss a young maid, sure they seem half afraid I met my love, by the gas works wall, but they would if they could on the sly, Dreamed a dream by the old canal, But me, I do things in a different way, I kissed my girl by the factory wall, I don't give a nod or a frown. Dirty old town, dirty old town. When I goes to court, I says here goes for a sport, Clouds are drifting across the moon, do you want your old lobby washed down. Cats are prowling on their beat, Spring's a girl from the streets at night, Dirty old town, dirty old town. Down by the Sally Gardens I heard a siren from the docks, 22
  23. 23. Down by the Sally Gardens my love and I NEIN! did meet She passed the Sally gardens with little NEIN! snow white feet, She bid me take love easy, as the leaves Willst du bis der tod euch scheide grow on the tree, Treu ihr sein fur alle tagen But I was young and foolish and with her would not agree. NEIN! In field by the river, my love and I did stand, NEIN! And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow white hand. Du... She bid me take life easy, as the grass Du hast... grows on the weirs Du hast mich... (2x) But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears. Du... Du hast... Du hast mich... Du hast mich... Drunken Sailor Du hast mich gefragt... Du hast mich gefragt... Du hast mich gefragt, und ich hab nicht What shall we do with a drunken sailor (x3) gesagt! Ear-lye in the morning Willst du bis der tod euch scheide CHORUS Treu ihr sein fur alle tagen Wey hey and up she rises (x3) Ear-lye in the morning NEIN! Put in the life-boat until he's sober .... NEIN! Pull out the plug and wet him all over .... Put him in the scuppers with a hose-pipe Willst du bis zum tod der scheide on him... Sie lieben auch in schlechten tagen Heave him by the leg in a running bowline... NEIN! Tie him to the taffrail when she's yard-arm over... NEIN! Willst du bis der tod euch scheide Treu ihr sein....... Du Hast NEIN! Du... NEIN! Du hast... Du hast mich... (4x) ...... EnterSandman Du... Du hast... Say your prayers little one Du hast mich... Dont forget, my son Du hast mich... To include everyone Du hast mich gefragt... Tuck you in, warm within Du hast mich gefragt... keep you free from sin Du hast mich gefragt, und ich hab nicht till the sandman he comes gesagt! sleep with one eye open gripping your pillow tight Willst du bis der tod euch scheide Treu ihr sein fur alle tagen CHORUS 23
  24. 24. Exit, light now there's a way, and I know Enter, Night that I have to go away Take my hand I know,I have to go. we're off to never-never land All the times that I've cried, Somethings wrong, shut the light keeping all the things I knew inside, heavy thoughts tonight it's hard, but it's harder to ignore it. And they aren't of snow white If they were right I'd agree, dreams of war, dreams of liars but it's them they know not me, dreams of dragon's fire now there's a way, and I know and of things that will bite I have to go away: I know I have to go. sleep with one eye open gripping your pillow tight CHORUS Feelin' Groovy SOLO Slow down you move too fast. Now I lay me down to sleep (x2) You got to make the morning last. I pray the lord my soul to keep (x2) Just kickin' down the cobblestones, If i die before i wake (x2) Lookin' for fun and Feelin' Groovy. I pray the lord my soul to take (x2) Ba da da da da da da feelin' groovy hush little baby, don't say a word Hello lamppost, whatcha knowin', never mind that noise you heard I've come to watch your flowers growin' it's just the beasts under your bed Ain'tcha got no rhymes for me? in your closet, in your head Dootin' doodoo, Feelin' Groovy. Ba da da da da da da feelin' groovy CHORUS (replacing 'take....land with 'grain of sand) Got no deeds to do, no promises to keep. CHORUS (done the normal way) I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep. Let the morning time drop all its petals on AD LIB TO FADE me. Life I love you all is groovy. Ba da da da da da da feelin' groovy Father And Son It's not time to make a change, Fiddler's Green just relax, take it easy, you're still young, that's your fault, there's so much you have to know. As I walked by the dockside one evening Find a girl, settle down, so fair, if you want you can marry, To view the salt waters and taste the sea look at me, I am old but I'm happy. air, I heard an old fisherman singing this song I was once like you are now, 'oh take me away boys my time is not long. and I know that it's not easy to be calm when you've found Wrap me up in me oil skins and blankets something going on. No more on the docks I'll be seen. But take your time, think a lot, Just tell me old ship mates, I'm taking a trip think of everything you've got mates for you will still be here tomorrow And I'll see you some day on Fiddlers but your dreams will not. Green How can I try to explain? Now Fiddlers Green is a place I've heard When I do he turns away again, tell it's always been the same, same old story. Where fishermen go if they don't go to hell From the moment I could talk Where the weather is fair and the dolphins I was ordered to listen, do play 24