Old Polkas Lyrics & Chords By Later

There's a cold wind blowing through the old east side and it cuts with the devils's curse They' re turning our people into the streets while the landlords line their purse With...read more

you hear the rumblings at the fest rowdy boys in ancient dress but nae a one will near confess what lurks beneath the tartan you see the swagger and the sway imagination runs...read more

Help me God, to kill the Devil’s tongue The sins of father, sins of the son You really had a plan when you cursed every man With everything he had to have but one A bullet...read more

Washed up in Coke-town, down and halfway dead With holes in my pockets and holes in my head I was walking on water, staring at the blue Walking down the street and I started...read more

And come tell me Sean O'Farrell tell me why you hurry so Hush a buachaill, hush and listen and his cheeks were all aglow I bear orders from the Captain, get you ready quick and...read more