The Drunken Sailor / The Bag Of Spuds Lyrics & Chords By Liz Carroll

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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Oh the sky was clear, the morning fair, not a breath came over the sea, when Mary left her highland home and wandered forth with me, All the flowers did the mountain side, and...read more

Éirigh suas a stóirín mura bfhuil tú 'do shuí Oscail an doras agus lig mise chun ti Tá buidéal im' aice bhéarfas deoch do mhnaoi an tí Agus tá súil agam nach...read more

CHORUS: I'll tell me ma when I go home, the boys won't leave the girls alone. They pull my hair, they stole me comb, but that's alright when i go home. She is handsome,...read more