Er Al Lyrics & Chords By The High Kings

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

The last time I saw you was down at the Greeks There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks You sang me a song that was pure as the breeze Blowing up the road to Glenaveigh ...read more

But a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling Michael they have taken you away, For you stole trevelyn's corn So the young might see the morn, Now a prison ship lies...read more

I used to be a fisherman, on the icy crests we'd ride Like a banshee on the wind, we'd sail the ocean wide. From the shoals of Yarmouth Bay to Newfoundland we'd go... ...read more

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