The Wests Awake Lyrics & Chords By Johnny Mcevoy

Old songs and old stories, They keep us alive. Without our past, We would never survive. I am my island, My island is me, So you know what you can do If you don't like what...read more

(The Pogues' Version) ----------------------------------------- In eighteen hundred and forty-one The corduroy breeches I put on Me corduroy breeches I put on To work upon...read more

Arewell to your bricks and mortar, farewell to your dirty lies Farewell to your gangers and gang planks, to hell with your overtime For the good ship Ragamuffin is lying at the...read more

While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo While goin' the road to sweet Athy A stick in me hand and a drop in me eye ...read more

In the merry month of june, from me home I started left the girls of Tuam, so sad and broken hearted saluted father dear, kissed me darlin' mother drank a pint of beer, me grief...read more