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Sing along anybody??

Wolfie

Is a lunp
Well how do you do, Private William McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your grave side?
A rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done.
And I see by your gravestone that you were only 19
when you joined the glorious fallen in 1916.
Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
Or, William McBride, was it slow and obscene?

Did they beat the drum slowly?
did they sound the pipes lowly?
Did the rifles fire o'er ye as they lowered you down?
Did the bugle sing 'The Last Post' in chorus?
Did the pipes play 'The Flowers o' the Forest'?

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind?
In some faithful heart is your memory enshrined
And though you died back in 1916
To that loyal heart are you always 19.
Or are you just a stranger without even a name
Forever enclosed behind some glass-pane
In an old photograph torn and tattered and stained
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame?

Did they beat the drum slowly?
did they sound the pipes lowly?
Did the rifles fire o'er ye as they lowered you down?
Did the bugle sing 'The Last Post' in chorus?
Did the pipes play 'The Flowers o' the Forest'?

Well the sun it shines down on these green fields of France,
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance.
The trenches are vanished now under the plough
No gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now.
But here in this graveyard it is still No Man's Land
And the countless white crosses in mute witness stand.
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man
And a whole generation that was butchered and downed.

Did they beat the drum slowly?
did they sound the pipes lowly?
Did the rifles fire o'er ye as they lowered you down?
Did the bugle sing 'The Last Post' in chorus?
Did the pipes play 'The Flowers o' the Forest'?

And I can't help but wonder now Willie McBride
Do all those who lie here know why they died?
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause?
Did you really believe them that this war would end war?
But the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame -
The killing, the dying - it was all done in vain.
For Willie McBride, it's all happened again
And again, and again, and again, and again.

Did they beat the drum slowly?
did they sound the pipe lowly?
Did the rifles fire o'er ye as they lowered you down?
Did the bugle sing 'The Last Post' in chorus?
Did the pipes play 'The Flowers o' the Forest'?
 

Wolfie

Is a lunp
Sinne Fianna F?il
At? F? gheall ag ?irinn
Buidhean d?r sluagh tar r?inn do r?inig chughainn
F?mho?dh bhe?rh saor
Sean-t?r ?r sinnsear feasta
N? f?gfar f?'n t?or?n n? fa'n tr?il
Anocht a theigeamh sa bhearna baoghail
Le gean ar Gaedh? chun b?is n? saoghail
Le gunna sgr?ach: F? lamhach na pil?ar
Seo Libh canaidh amhr?n na bhFiann

Seo dhibh a ch?irde duan oglaidh
Caithr?imeach, br?oghmhar, ceolmhar
?r dteinte cn?mh go buacach t?id
'S an sp?ir go min r?alt?gach
Is fionmhar faobhrach sinn chun gleo
'S go ti?nmhar gl? roimh tigheacht do'n l?
Fa ci?nas chaoimh na h-oidhche ar seol
Seo libh, cana?dh amhr?n na bhFiann

Cois banta r?idhe, ar ?rdaibh sl?ibhe
Ba bhuadhach ?r rinnsear romhainn
Ag l?mhach go tr?an f?'n s?r- bhrat s?in
T? thuas sa ghaoith go seolta
Ba dh?thchas riamh d'?r gcine ch?idh
Gan iomp?il riar ? imirt ?ir
'Siubhal mar iad i gcoinnibh r?mhaid
Seo libh, canaidh amhr?n na bhFiann

A buidhean nach fann d'fuil Ghaoidheal is Gall
Sinn breacadh lae na saoirse
T? sg?imhle 's sgannradh ? gcroidhthibh namhad
Roimh ranngaibh laochra ?r dt?re
?r dteinte is tr?ith gan spr?ach anois
Sin luinne ghl? san sp?ir anoir
'S an b?odhbha i raon na bpil?ar agaibh
Seo libh, canaidh amhr?n na bhFiann


[English translation]A Soldier's Song

We'll sing a song, a soldier's song
With cheering rousing chorus
As round our blazing fires we throng
The starry heavens o'er us
Impatient for the coming fight
And as we wait the morning's light
Here in the silence of the night
We'll chant a soldier's song

Chorus:
Soldiers are we
whose lives are pledged to Ireland
Some have come
from a land beyond the wave
Sworn to be free
No more our ancient sire land
Shall shelter the despot or the slave
Tonight we man the gap of danger
In Erin's cause, come woe or weal
'Mid cannons' roar and rifles peal
We'll chant a soldier's song

In valley green, on towering crag
Our fathers fought before us
And conquered 'neath the same old flag
That's proudly floating o'er us
We're children of a fighting race
That never yet has known disgrace
And as we march, the foe to face
We'll chant a soldier's song

Chorus Repeat

Sons of the Gael! Men of the Pale!
The long watched day is breaking
The serried ranks of Inisfail
Shall set the Tyrant quaking
Our camp fires now are burning low
See in the east a silv'ry glow
Out yonder waits the Saxon foe
So chant a soldier's song

Chorus Repeat
 

Wolfie

Is a lunp
By the lonely prison wall.
I heard a young girl calling.
Michael, they are taking you away, for you
stole Trevelyn's corn
So the young might see the morn.
Now a prisonship lies waiting in the bay.

(Chorus)
Low lie, the Fields of Athenry, where
once we watched the small free birds fly.
Our love was on the wing, we had dreams and songs to sing.
It's so lonely 'round 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 ran me down.
Now you must raise our child with dignity.

(Chorus repeat)

By a lonely harbour wall
She watched the last star falling.
And that prison ship sailed out against the sky.
Sure she'll wait and hope and pray,
for her love in Botany Bay.
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry
 

Wolfie

Is a lunp
In Mountjoy jail one Monday morning,
High upon the gallow`s tree,
Kevin Barry gave his young life,
For the cause of liberty.
Just a lad of eighteen summers,
And yet no one and deny,
As he walked to death that morning,
He proudly held his head up high.

Just before he faced the hangman,
in his dreary prison cell,
British soldiers tortured Barry,
Just because he would not tell,
The names of his brave comrades,
And other things they wished to know,
"Turn informer or we`ll kill you",
Kevin Barry answered "No".

Calmly standing to attention,
While he bade his last farewell,
To his broken-hearted mother,
who`s sad grief, no one can tell.
For the cause he proudly cherished,
This sad parting had to be,
Then to death walked softly smiling,
That old Ireland might be free.

Another martyr for old Ireland,
Another murder for the Crown,
Whose brutal laws may kill the Irish,
But can`t keep their spirit down.
Lads like Barry are no cowards,
From the foe they will not fly,
Lads like Barry will free Ireland,
For her sake they`ll live and die.
 

Wolfie

Is a lunp
With the wind that blows down through sad Derry
Came a volunteer brave and so bold,
He took on the might of the British
For the honour of Ireland to uphold.
He led a brave column of volunteers
Against foreign soldiers of scorn,
And in the little town of Bellaghy
Francie Hughes, hunger striker, was born

So let?' sing of this brave gallant soldier,
Who on hunger strike proudly did stand,
With his comrades McCreesh and O'Hara,
Joe McDonnell, Martin Hurson, Bobby Sands

We heard how he marched o'er the mountains,
Always ready to meet with the toe.
And how he attacked on a hillside
Then vanished with the winds that blow

So let's sing of this brave gallant soldier,
Who on hunger strike proudly did stand,
With his comrades McCreesh and O'Hara,
Joe McDonnell, Martin Hurson, Bobby Sands

So let's sing of this brave gallant soldier,
Who on hunger strike proudly did choose,
To stand for the rights of his comrades,
We remember you, brave Francis Hughes

So let's sing of this brave gallant soldier,
Who on hunger strike proudly did stand,
With his comrades McCreesh and O'Hara,
Joe McDonnell, Martin Hurson, Bobby Sands

The wind still blows down through sad Derry,
And it echoes in valley and glen,
And high round the hills of Bellaghy
Francie Hughes watches over his men

So let's sing of this brave gallant soldier,
Who on hunger strike proudly did stand,
With his comrades McCreesh and O'Hara,
Joe McDonnell, Martin Hurson, Bobby Sands
 

Wolfie

Is a lunp
Just in case


If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be travelling on, now,
'Cause there's too many places I've got to see.
But, if I stayed here with you, girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.

Bye, bye, its been a sweet love.
Though this feeling I can't change.
But please don't take it badly,
'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame.
But, if I stayed here with you girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you'll never change.
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.
Lord help me, I can't change.


if its not needed i'll feck you all up again on thursday.
 

gypsy

MAN on the PAN
Just in case


If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be travelling on, now,
'Cause there's too many places I've got to see.
But, if I stayed here with you, girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.

Bye, bye, its been a sweet love.
Though this feeling I can't change.
But please don't take it badly,
'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame.
But, if I stayed here with you girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you'll never change.
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.
Lord help me, I can't change.


if its not needed i'll feck you all up again on thursday.

Are you still here:-0)
 

Wolfie

Is a lunp
sam cooke :bow::bow::bow:

If you ever change your mind
About leavin', leavin' me behind
Oh, oh, bring it to me
Bring your sweet lovin'
Bring it on home to me, oh yeah

You know I laughed (ha ha) when you left
But now I know I've only hurt myself
Oh, oh, bring it to me
Bring your sweet lovin'
Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)

I'll give you jewellery, money too
And that's not all, all I'll do for you
Oh, oh, bring it to me
Bring your sweet lovin'
Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah

You know I'll always be your slave
Till I'm dead and buried in my grave
Oh, oh, bring it to me
Bring your sweet lovin'
Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)

If you ever change your mind
About leavin', leavin' me behind
Oh, oh, bring it to me
Bring your sweet lovin'
Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
 

Tinytim

Registered User
Woke up this morning
I went out on the street
Sniffed a few flowers then I went back to sleep
My head was cloudy but the sky was blue
And I didn't feel lonely till I thought of you

Later that evening I knocked on your door
Asked how you're feel ing
You said you weren't sure
Took off your costume and you lay on the bed
And I came down beside you with the moon in my head

I whispered nothing sweetly in your ear
I played the music that you like to hear
I held you tightly but you slipped right through
And I was left holding someone but I didn?t know who

Maybe I'm crazy and I'm lost in a dream
Brothers and sisters you know what I mean
You leave things open and get lost in the space
And you have to keep running to keep out of this race
 

Tinytim

Registered User
I'll let a train be my feet
If it's too far to walk to you
If a train don't go there I'll get a jet or a bus
Because I'm going to find you
You're going to see me shadow soon around you
And my head is my only house unless it rains

I walk the meadow plains
Water deserts are my eyes until I find you
I won't sleep until I find you
I won't eat until I find you
My heart won't beat until
I wrap my arms around you

My arms are just two things in the way
Until I can wrap them around you
You can make my sad song happy
Make a bad world good
I can feel you out there moving
You're mine, I know I'll find you
And my head is my only house until I've found you

I hate to have other people hear me sing this song
If this reaches you before I do
Follow it to "I love you"
That's where I'll find you
And my head is my only house until I find you


:bow:
 

Tinytim

Registered User
Go on then...

It was christmas eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me: won't see another one
And then they sang a song
The rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away and dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I?ve got a feeling
This year?s for me and you
So happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
Where all our dreams come true.

They got cars big as bars
They got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It?s no place for the old
When you first took my hand on a cold christmas eve
You promised me broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome you were pretty
Queen of new york city when the band finished playing they yelled out for more
Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night.

And the boys from the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out for christmas day.

You?re a bum you?re a punk
You?re an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy christmas your arse I pray god it?s our last.

And the boys of the NYPD choir's still singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day.

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can?t make it out alone
I?ve built my dreams around you

And the boys of the NYPD choir's still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For christmas day.
 

Wolfie

Is a lunp
Come na sing with me, proper chrimbo,
I take you for a drink with me, proper chrimbo,
Hold up your Christmas tree, proper chrimbo,
So excited you might wee, proper chrimbo, proper chrimbo,
 

andyBeaker

Moderator
Staff member
Moderator
Club Sponsor
O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again
.
The Hills are bare now,
And Autumn leaves
Lie thick and still,
O'er land that is lost now,
Which those so dearly held,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.
Those days are past now,
And in the past
They must remain,
But we can still rise now,
And be the nation again,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.
O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.
 

Wolfie

Is a lunp
this one is running around my head today


Cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Honey, welcome back home.

I know she told you,
Honey I know she told you that she loved you
Much more than I did,
But all I know is that she left you,
And you swear that you just don’t know why,
But you know, honey I’ll always,
I’ll always be around if you ever want me
Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Oh honey, welcome back home.

Don’t you know, honey,
Ain’t nobody ever gonna love you
The way I try to do ?
Who’ll take all your pain,
Honey, your heartache, too ?
And if you need me, you know
That I’ll always be around if you ever want me
Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Oh daddy, like you always saying to do.

And when you walk around the world, babe,
You said you’d try to look for the end of the road,
You might find out later that the road’ll end in Detroit,
Honey, the road’ll even end in Kathmandu.
You can go all around the world
Trying to find something to do with your life, baby,
When you only gotta do one thing well,
You only gotta do one thing well to make it in this world, babe.
You got a woman waiting for you there,
All you ever gotta do is be a good man one time to one woman
And that’ll be the end of the road, babe,
I know you got more tears to share, babe,
So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
And cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby.

And if you ever feel a little lonely, dear,
I want you to come on, come on to your mama now,
And if you ever want a little love of a woman
Come on and baby baby baby babe babe baby now
Cry baby yeah.
 

gypsy

MAN on the PAN
this one is running around my head today


Cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Honey, welcome back home.

I know she told you,
Honey I know she told you that she loved you
Much more than I did,
But all I know is that she left you,
And you swear that you just don?t know why,
But you know, honey I?ll always,
I?ll always be around if you ever want me
Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Oh honey, welcome back home.

Don?t you know, honey,
Ain?t nobody ever gonna love you
The way I try to do ?
Who?ll take all your pain,
Honey, your heartache, too ?
And if you need me, you know
That I?ll always be around if you ever want me
Come on and cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby,
Oh daddy, like you always saying to do.

And when you walk around the world, babe,
You said you?d try to look for the end of the road,
You might find out later that the road?ll end in Detroit,
Honey, the road?ll even end in Kathmandu.
You can go all around the world
Trying to find something to do with your life, baby,
When you only gotta do one thing well,
You only gotta do one thing well to make it in this world, babe.
You got a woman waiting for you there,
All you ever gotta do is be a good man one time to one woman
And that?ll be the end of the road, babe,
I know you got more tears to share, babe,
So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,
And cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry baby.

And if you ever feel a little lonely, dear,
I want you to come on, come on to your mama now,
And if you ever want a little love of a woman
Come on and baby baby baby babe babe baby now
Cry baby yeah.
Its got plenty of room@tu*
 

andyBeaker

Moderator
Staff member
Moderator
Club Sponsor
It doesn't get better than this......

Find this stick it on and crank up the volume..







Sweatin' hard, I didn't get a shot
All I did was stand around and get too hot
Knowin' all the people wasn?t on my side
Losin' all my money and I'm getting tired
All the women come around him like he's Getty's son
Makes you kind of jealous but it sure is fun
I don't mind, but he wants my lady too

You know the crowd gets bigger as the word goes 'round
Pool hall king was playin' back in town
Minnesota Fats standin' up at the back
Tryin' to hide himself in a plastic mac
You ought to hear the silence when the kid walks in
His reputation's bigger than gasoline
I don't mind but he's tryin' to feel my lady too

Pool Hall Richard, you're far too wicked we know
Pool Hall Richard, kid you're wicked, we know
You broke more hearts than a gigolo could ever do
With your yellow carnation and your pink satin suit
You make me jealous but I worship you
One day soon I'm gonna beat you clean
Wipe that smile right off your chin
Everybody gonna drive from miles around
Quein' up to see me take away your crown
Then you'll never never ever take my lady love

Pool Hall Richard, you're far too wicked we know
Yes we do
Pool Hall Richard, kid you're wicked, we know
You broke more hearts than a gigolo could ever do
Dig this
Bang goes the brown, that's another one down
Know they play much better when the sun gone down
Bang goes the green, you're so obscene
Your hands are dirty but your skin is clean
Bang goes the blue, lock away your cue
The pool hall king is hustlin' you
Bang goes the 8-ball, didn't see it spin at all
This kid can play, oh yeah

Bam goes the brown, ooh another one down
Know they play much better now the gone down
Bang goes the green, you're so obscene
Your hands are dirty, your scent is clean
Down the pink, one more to sink
Gonna beat you someday 'cause you're makin' me sick
Down on the black, at the back of the pack
Ah, you nearly missed, you ain't so hot

Woooh wooh

Pool Hall Richard, kid you're wicked, we know
You broke more hearts than a gigolo could ever do

You're breakin' my heart
Cos you're stealin' my tart, noooh nooh no

Aoow Aoow Aoow Aoow Aoow

Shut up

:bow::bow::bow::bow::bow::bow::bow:
 

Wolfie

Is a lunp
My wifes song for her dad, 15 years ago today he died.

The night sometimes seems dangerous
We wonder what it hides
It sometimes brings us closer
And forever changes our lives
Strangers talk in open ways
We cannot always understand
Who have not felt the loving touch
And seen the guiding hand

I was brought up near the riverside
In a quiet Irish town
An eighteen-month-old baby
The night they laid my daddy down
Everyone knew everyone
And everybody else as well
My home was filled with sorrow then
Too much for me to tell

The man is alive
Alive and breathing
It's taken me so long to see
The man is alive
Alive and breathing
The man is alive in me

We stood among the totem poles
Under the Canadian moonlight
She told me all about her childhood days
On the Vancouver mountain side
An eighteen-month-old baby
The night her daddy passed away
We stood and watched the darkness
Flowing into the light of day

The night sometimes seems dangerous
We wonder what it hides
It sometimes brings us closer
And forever changes our lives
Strangers talk in open ways
We cannot always understand
But we begin to feel the loving touch
And see the guiding hand

The man is alive
Alive and breathing
It's taken me so long to see
The man is alive
Alive and breathing
The man is alive in me
 

Tinytim

Registered User
I walked into this bar
And the man refused;
He said, we don't serve strangers
In blue suede shoes;
We don't give credit, and
We don't give way--
We have to think about what the people might say..
Uh, you know what I mean...
I said, sure, man

Oh, he gave me a smile that was sickly and wet,
And I offered him one of my cigarettes.
He took it, afraid that he might appear rude,
Then proceeded to sell me some second class food.
Nice guy - meet 'em everywhere.. .

He said, my oh my, I have suffered too long,
And this cigarette seems to be very strong;
I don't make the rules
I just get what I take
And I guess every rule was made to break.
You can take what you like, it won't hurt me
Cause I'm just working for the company.
From the green cigarette, he took a long drag,
And said, I think I'll pick my travelling bag.

I'm tired of cheating, and wasting my head
And filling the boss's bags with bread.
I want to get out in the sun and rain,
And feel the wind on on skin again;
The world is large, and I've got time yet.
And, by the way, thanks for that cigarette..
Thank you very much.

You know, I feel like a new man
Yes I do, I don't know why;
I'd just like to say
Thank you very much(indeed)
It's a beautiful day
I think I'll be on my way (right away)
I'd just like to say
Thank you very much.
Yes, I'm getting the hell out of here
Yes, I am - bye, bye.
That's the end of the message
Thank you very much.
Bye bye...

:bow:
 
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