The Right To Fight Lyrics & Chords By Jake Burns

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

We live in medieval times Fast cars they cannot dent this The streets are full of sex and violence The situation seems so vacant Sometimes I feel so reckless Sometimes I feel...read more

You know I peeked in to say goodnight, When I heard my child in prayer. She said, "And for me some scarlet ribbons, Scarlet ribbons for my hair." All the stores were closed...read more

At the end of the day, i like a little drink to raise up me voice and sing and an hour or two with a fine, brown brew and i'm ready for anything at the cross keys inn there...read more

Gather up your pots and your old tin can Mash and the corn the barley and the bran Run like the devil from the Garda van In the hills of Connemara Keep your eyes well peeled...read more