Atholls Lyrics & Chords By Darren Maloney

Come all ye young rebels, and list while I sing, For the love of one's country is a terrible thing. It banishes fear with the speed of a flame, And it makes us all part of the patriot...read more

I am a little beggarman and begging I have been For three score or more in this little isle of green I'm known from the Liffey down to Segue And I'm known by the name of old...read more

When I was a young man I carried me pack And I lived the free life of the rover From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback I waltzed my Matilda all over Then in 1915 my...read more

I'm a freeborn man of the traveling people Got no fixed abode, with nomads I am numbered Country lanes and byways were always my ways I never fancied being lumbered O we knew...read more

Here's to our friends Our steady old friends The friends that are tried and true They are the best To Hell with the rest There's only one test that'll do And it's time...read more