Black & Tans Lyrics & Chords By Saint Bushmill's Choir

[NOTE: Lyrics are not necessarily complete or accurate. < >s indicate areas of uncertainty in the lyrics. Edits and corrections welcome.] In the last days of September, Winds were...read more

Tim Finnegan lived on Walkin Street, A gentleman Irish mighty odd well, he had a brogue both rich and sweet, An' to rise in the world he carried a hod Well, he had a bit of a...read more

There's a four-pronged buck a-swinging In the shadow of my cabin And it roamed the velvet valley till today But I tracked it by the river And I trailed it in the cover And I...read more

Why spend your leisure bereft of pleasure A massing treasure why scrape and save? Why look so canny at ev'ry penny? You'll take no money within the grave Landlords and gentry...read more

Restless is dawn as it wanders the farm house A new day awaits though he's worked through the night Patiently planting his thoughts on the pages Under the mumble of kerosene...read more