Old Ballymoe Lyrics & Chords By Tom Dahill

He came into town on a hot summer night When the flies were giving us fits. He drove an old Ford that had about lost the fight His eyes were as black as the pits. He wore an...read more

The foreman keeps me working here for half a buck a day If I didn't need the exercise I'd up and walk away. I'd write home and tell 'em about this life of mine But I'm too busy...read more

I hope you don't mind if I Rest inside your door Please forgive the snowy footprints I'm tracking on your floor. I only want to stop and rest Don't want to start no...read more

In Newry Town I was bred and born In Steven's Green now I'll die in scorn. I served my time to the saddling trade but I turned out to be, I turned out to be a roving blade. ...read more

Steven went to Mora When he had the madman blues They put him in St. Peter's And they took away his shoes They took away his shoes And they took away his belt They thought...read more