Grustilin Lyrics & Chords By Blackwater

I am a weaver, a Caltan weaver I am a rash and roving blade I've got silver in my pouches And I follow the roving trade Whiskey whiskey Nancy whiskey Whiskey whiskey...read more

This pretty young maid I seek far and wide My heartache each morn with her I don't meet When I go to the bar, the dance hall or fete But I'd follow her trail in the dead of...read more

Come for a trip on Uncle Nobby´s Steamboat where you can hide your worries on a high float andwe´ll take a trip to leprachauns and shamrocks andhide our minds and troubles for...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

The moon was bright, the night was clear No breeze came over the sea When Mary left her highland home And wandered forth with me The flowers be-decked the mountainside And...read more