Seán Brady's original song Lyrics

Lyrics of many of Seán's recordings from 1983-2022

In the twilight of an evening
When my working day is done
I listen to the bluebird sing
As I watch the setting sun

Then you settle by my side
And you place your hand in mine
We share a loving kiss
We talk and reminisce
About all of our yesterdays

Chorus:

All of our yesterdays
All of our yesterdays
Mem’ries of long ago
Where did they ever go
Where are all of our yesterdays

And as our tomorrows come
As sure as the rising sun
I’ll love you just the same
As when you took my name
Back in all of our yesterdays

At the dawning of another day
I hold you tenderly
Like Juliet for Romeo
You’re the only one for me

Together since way back when
And we’d do it all again
My love will never end
My lover my best friend
Just like all of our yesterdays

Chorus:

All of our yesterdays
All of our yesterdays
Mem’ries of long ago
Where did they ever go
Where are all of our yesterdays

And as our tomorrows come
As sure as the rising sun
I’ll love you just the same
As when you took my name
Back in all of our yesterdays

I’ll love you just the same
As when you took my name

Back in all of our yesterdays

My pockets are all empty there’s thunder in my head
It’s twenty past eleven and I should be out of bed
I should be on the site but I was out last night
I’m going to give up drinking for the hundredth thousandth time

Sometimes when I go boozing I never stop to think
It helps me put my cares away when I go on the drink
But when it comes next morning and you’re lying in your bed
It feels like someone’s put an atom bomb inside your head

Chorus:

And I get the Arthur Guinness Blues
I can’t find my trousers nor my shoes
My pockets are all empty and I’m late for work again
Today I’ll make a promise to give up drink again

I used to be a pioneer and I never touched a drop
But one day I took a sup and now I never stop
My wife she’s like a dragon she never stops her naggin’
So it’s off down to the local I’m no more on the wagon

Now some men like their lager and others like their scotch
But I like pints and pints of stout and I drink it quite a lot
You can keep your fancy wines and your fancy German beers
‘Cos I like pints of porter ’til it comes out of my ears

Repeat chorus and end

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You and I will never be together again
You and I won’t ever be together again

I thought you were the one for me
To turn my nightmare into a dream
Make all the bad things good
Make my life the way it should be
Well that’s where it began
And once again it’s ending
Cos’ you and I will never be together again

You were a lonely girl in a lonely city
Sitting there looking oh so pretty
That’s where it began
There’s no use pretending
Oh you and I will never be together again
It’s the circle never ending circle of love

You and I will never be together again
Oh you and I won’t ever be together again

I Thought I was the one for you
To make all your dreams come true
Make all your bad things good
Make your life the way it should be
Well that’s where it began
And this is never ending
And you and I will never be together again

Now I’m a lonely man in a lonely city
Drowning here in sea of self pity
That’s where it began
It seems never ending
Oh you and I will never be together again

We couldn’t quite make it work together
This search for love seems to last forever
That’s where we began
A journey without ending
And you and I will never be together again

It’s a circle never ending circle of love
Oh it’s the circle never ending circle of love
It’s a circle never ending circle of love

Never ending circle of love
Never ending circle of love
Never ending circle of love
Never ending circle of love
Never ending circle of love

My name is Desperate Dan and I am the ganger man
I’m Desperate Dan the ruthless ganger man

Now each morning I clock on and I put my wellies on
I’m a king for the rest of the working day
And I’ll make you dig that hole
Or you’re going on the dole
Says Desperate Dan the ruthless ganger man

Now I don’t care a toss and I love to please my boss
I hire and I fire all the time
And if you don’t pull your weight
It’s the dole queue for you mate
You’d better watch your stepping out of line

Well his name is Desperate Dan and he is the ganger man
He’s Desperate Dan the ruthless ganger man

Now I’m only five feet tall but I feel like six feet four
And how I love to give someone the sack
And if your work is slack
Then I’ll stab you in the back
I feel like God ‘cos I’m the ganger man

Now I like to act quite flash
And I’m never short of cash
I do a bit of fiddling on the side
And the boss he thinks I’m great
And I crawl just like a snake
I’m Desperate Dan the ruthless ganger man

His name is Desperate Dan and he is the ganger man
Look out for Desperate Dan the ganger man
Avoid him like the plague boys if you can
A curse on Desperate Dan the ganger man

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I remember the day De Valera he died
my father he just broke down and he cried
he wept like a baby for Dev was his pride
but it held me no fears and I shed no tears
for this man of our times

They say Dev was a hero at Easter ’16
he held Boland’s mill for the orange and green
he was sentenced to die with Pearse and McBride
but his birth far away let him fight another day
lucky man of our times

Chorus:

He was loved he was hated he was cherished despised
there were rivers of tears when the Chieftain he died
but love him or hate him I cannot decide
what to make of old Dev this man of our times

When I was at school Christian brothers were cruel
we lived off the land to be scarce was the rule
and we fled in our droves to the Emigrants boat
we weren’t free yet and we questioned respect
for this man of our times

My parents were poor and the cupboard was bare
you can’t feed a child on a dream or a prayer
but the boys in Dail Eireann got rich as we pined
they were led by the chief and we had no relief
from this man of our times

Chorus:

He was loved he was hated he was cherished despised
there were rivers of tears when the Chieftain he died
but love him or hate him I cannot decide
what to make of old Dev this man of our times

Now Spain had its Franco and France its Degaulle
we had our Dev and God rest his soul
but history will judge on the man from Bruree
De Valera’s lost dream our Nation unfree
it’s the shame of our times

I remember the day De Valera he died
my father he just broke down and he cried
he wept like a baby for Dev was his pride
but it held me no fears and I shed no tears
for this man of our times

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In nineteen fifty two begins a tale I’ll tell to you
From Drumshanbo off to London I was bound
Said goodbye to Leitrim’s plains
joined on board an eastbound train
saw no use to stay in poverty’s domain
Mother cried a hundred tears for her lad of nineteen years
And my father sisters brothers bade me well

As I left Dun Laighoire pier I was filled with lonesome fear
What awaits this poor young Paddy O’er the waves
With the sum of seven pounds I arrived in Camden town
Found some digs and joined with Murphy’s volunteers
Well it didn’t seem so bad sent some shillings to me dad
And at first it seemed to be a home from home

When on Fridays wages came Camden Town had hell to pay
As the lads and me we’d drink ourselves insane
I took to drinking hard played the bookies and the cards
And the money home it soon was hard to find
Oh the years passed swiftly by and between yourself and I
I grew lonesome for Drumshanbo’s plains and glens

At the Banba and Galtymore lovely women by the score
But somehow I never found myself a wife
The craic was pretty good in Camden Town and Cricklewood
And old Kilburns smokey bars I knew them well
In the Memphis Belle some nights or Biddy Mulligan’s by the lights
Or a Rebel song or two in the Old Bell

In my lodgings now I’ll rest and on days gone by reflect
On my wasted years and where do I belong
Mother Father passed away sisters brothers in their graves
Old Drumshanbo seems a million miles away
Now I’m half a century old this old Paddy’s on the dole
I’ve no wife nor family to share my pain

So tonight for old times sake on the razzle I’ll engage
To the Windsor & the Edinburgh I’ll roam
And tonight in Camden Town many sorrows I will drown
Lovely Leitrim on the jukebox I will play
So to all of Irelands youth spare a while for Gods own truth
There is nothing here but loneliness and tears

So to all of Irelands youth spare a while for Gods own truth
There is nothing here but loneliness and tears

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(AKA Our Love Cannot Be)

Oh tonight I will lay with my loved one
Oh tonight I will lay with my dear
And tonight as I sleep with that someone
I will hold her sweet body so near

Forbidden fruit it tastes sweet and it tastes bitter
When the one that you love you can’t have
Cos’ she’s promised herself to another
With that gold wedding band on her hand

Wish to god that I never had met her
Wish to god she was single and free
All that’s left are the slow dying embers
Of a love that just never could be

Forbidden fruit it tastes sweet and its tastes bitter
When the one that you love you can’t have
Cos’ she’s promised herself to another
With that gold wedding band on her hand

So no more will I lay with my loved one
Oh no more will she be my side
All alone I must face my tomorrows
With a dream that has withered and died

Forbidden fruit it tastes sweet and its tastes bitter
When the one that you love you can’t have
Cos’ she’s promised herself to another
With that gold wedding band on her hand

Cos’ she’s promised herself to another
With that gold wedding band on her hand

King Alcohol you took me high
You were the wings that made me fly
You were the centre of my world my guiding star
We had big plans oh we’d go far

With you beside me I could touch the sky
And dream big dreams like a carefree butterfly
The perfect team just you and I

Until one day my world came tumbling down
Upon my bended knees I fell down to the ground and I cried
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired

King alcohol you tortured me
You brought me nothing but pain and misery
You stole my soul with your evil twisted lies
My hopes and dreams you crucified

By now I’m walking through the promised land
The man upstairs has saved this one time broken man
I’ve got new wings to make me fly

King alcohol you never were my friend
I thought my love for you would never never end until I-I-I
Grew sick and tired of being sick and tired,

I got sick and tired of being sick and tired,
Are you sick and tired of being sick and tired?
So sick and tired of being sick and tired.

As I travel the road of life
It’s full of trouble and it’s full of strife
Sometimes this highway’s just a trail of sorrow
But when I change my attitude
To one of hope and gratitude
I get a brighter day and a whole brand new tomorrow

So I dry those dry those tears and I lose that frown
There’s no upside in me looking down
Or wasting all my precious time complaining
I’ll ignore my mind when it’s telling lies
See this world through brighter eyes
I’m changing things in me cos I need changing

Nothing changes if nothing changes
The way I think needs a whole lot of rearranging
My misery is optional
There’s nothing gained in me being blue
Nothing changes if nothing’s changing

When that light at the tunnels end
Seems like the lights of the coming train
An optimistic view can be amazing
I’m learning how to ride that storm
The sky is dark before the dawn
There’s nothing gonna change if I’m not changing

I’m done with being negative
I found a better way to live
Goodbye to all my misery and whining
So farewell negativity
And hello positivity
In each cloud gonna find a silver lining

Nothing changes if nothing changes
The way I think needs a whole lot of rearranging
My misery is optional
There’s nothing gained in me being blue
Nothing changes if nothing’s changing

Nothing changes if nothing changes
There aint no rainbows if it aint be raining
I’m worn out being miserable
And being so self pitiful
Nothing changes if nothing’s changing

Nothing changes if nothing changes
A happy frame of mind is worth sustaining
My misery is optional
There’s nothing gained in me being blue
Nothing changes if nothing’s changing

We’re on our way with Jackie’s army
We’re on our way to victory
This time look out for Jackie’s troops
We’re going all the way
We’re gonna win the world cup for Ireland
In the good old USA

All across the Irish nation
World cup fever sweeps the land
You’ll hear them shout ‘up Jackie’
In every house in Ireland
Battalions they are gathering
In thousands for to roam
To the green fields of Amerikay
To bring the world cup home

We’re on our way with Jackie’s army
We’re on our way to victory
This time look out for Jackie’s troops
We’re going all the way
We’re gonna win the world cup for Ireland
In the good old USA

There’ll be a sea of emerald banners
When the boys in green appear
And the troops of Jackie’s army
They will travel anywhere
From Spain to Lithuania
Our soldiers they will roam
We’ll be the toast of the Irish nation
When we bring the world cup home

We’re on our way with Jackie’s army
We’re on our way to victory
This time look out for Jackie’s troops
We’re going all the way
We’re gonna win the world cup for Ireland
In the good old USA

We’re on our way with Jackie’s army
We’re on our way to victory
This time look out for Jackie’s troops
We’re going all the way
We’re gonna win the world cup for Ireland
In the good old USA

We’re on our way with Jackie’s army
We’re on our way to victory
This time look out for Jackie’s troops
We’re going all the way
We’re gonna win the world cup for Ireland
In the good old USA

Repeat til fade

A young girl headed out to the station
For a train that would speed her away
Across the water to the unknown in London
With her head bowed and covered in shame
Her parents could abide her no longer
So afraid what the neighbours might say
For a child it was growing inside her
With no husband to promise his name

Chorus:

Now the jewel of the village is gone
Far away full of shame all alone
Banished by the ones who claimed to love her
Forsaken by the holy ones
Who preach with hearts of stone

When that train pulled into Euston station
She waited but nobody came
No one to turn to no friends nor relations
Through her tears oh God help me she prayed

In no time she fell by the wayside
But the Angels just took her away
Cos’ she died in a backstreet in London
For the few pounds that man made her pay

Repeat Chorus twice:

Who preach with hearts of stone
Who preach with hearts of stone
Who preach with hearts of stone

Excuse me Mrs T would you ever marry me
I love you like an ass is fond of clover
Would you ever leave oul’ Denis
And to Ireland travel over
From tales I’ve heard your old mans rarely sober

Chorus:

I’ve a fine big pair of bullocks
and a lovely cock of hens
If you saw me gander well your eyes would water
I could learn you how to gig
And teach you how to muck a pig
Oh Mrs T I love you more each day

Will you listen Mrs T well it’s plain for all to see
That old Garret thinks you are a bonny lass
But you’ll surely be mistaken
If for him you’re calculating
Sure he doesn’t know his donkey from his ass

Chorus:

I’ve a fine big pair of bullocks
and a lovely cock of hens
If you saw me gander well your eyes would water
I could learn you how to gig
And teach you how to muck a pig
Oh Mrs T I love you more each day

NOw excuse me Mrs T but I’m trembling at the knees
And I’m wondering if you’ll ever be my bride
In my big four poster bed
Will you ever lay your head
Shall I ever see your wellies next to mine

Chorus:

I’ve a fine big pair of bullocks
and a lovely cock of hens
If you saw me gander well your eyes would water
I could learn you how to gig
And teach you how to muck a pig
Oh Mrs T I love you more each day

Save and guard us Mrs T it’s frustrating can’t you see
I’m a farmer and a man with many needs
And I’ll give all my manure
If with me you would endure
For to spend your days with me in old Adare

Chorus:

I’ve a fine big pair of bullocks
and a lovely cock of hens
If you saw me gander well your eyes would water
I could learn you how to gig
And teach you how to muck a pig
Oh Mrs T I love you more each day

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Michael’s making his way down the Edgware road tonight
With his bags and ragged clothes he’s not a pretty sight
Just another bleak day in the rest of his life
With no fixed abode as he carries his weary load
And Michael do they want you anymore

Michael he’s a man, travelled the world in a uniform
You name it he’s been there from Dunkirk over to Alamein
And his eldest brother died beside the river Kwai
Michael paid his price and now he makes it twice
And Michael do they need you anymore

Chorus:

And the butterflies inside will drown with the tide
Of the cider the meths and the wine

Michael answered the call
when the clouds billowed for Hitler’s war
It wasn’t Michael’s war but a jobs a job you know the score
And thousand’s fought and died in many foreign lands
But who gives a damn for a dead Irishman
And Michael they don’t want you anymore

Michael has a son in Toronto off in Canada
And his daughter wed a man away in southern Africa
And the woman he once loved don’t love him no more
She just walked away things happen that way
And Michael they don’t want you anymore

Chorus:

And the butterflies inside will drown with the tide
Of the cider the meths and the wine
And Michael they don’t need you anymore

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Well me giro came this morning I was happy as could be
I get me giro once a week from the social security
This country is so giving this beats working for a living
Three cheers Mother England for me giro

Chorus:

Thank you mother England for me giro
I live the life of Reilly with me giro
So fair play to ya Maggie for helping poor old Paddy
Thank you Mother England for me giro

Now I’m working on the buildings with me wages cash in hand
And sod the inland revenue I just don’t give a damn
Me giro gives me lolly and it makes me life so jolly
God bless Mother England for me giro’s

Chorus:

Ah thank you Mother England for me giro
I’ve got the best of both worlds with me giro
They give me loads of money in this land of milk and honey
God bless Mother England for her giro’s

I go down to the social ev’ry tuesday to sign on
And I dress up like a nacker with me smelly wellies on
Then I get back to me lodgings and I dress up to the nines
And I hit the Kilburn high road with me giro

Chorus:

It’s great crack here in England with me giro
It’s such a good old country with its giro’s
So three cheers to you Maggie for helping poor old Paddy
God bless Mother England and her giro’s
This country is so giving this beats working for a living
Thank you Mother England for me giro

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I remember when I saw you for the first time
Your beautiful dark hair and those brown eyes
And though time may dim the pain
Just sometimes now and then
I remember you still I think of you my first love

Chorus

I remember you more than any other lover
your place cannot be taken by another
and I remember you I’ll remember you
my first love

Just being by your side it felt like heaven
I never thought goodbye would ever happen
But young love it is blind
Has no wisdom of goodbyes
And I remember you still I dream of you
My first love

Chorus

I remember you more than any other lover
your place cannot be taken by another
and I remember you I’ll remember you
my first love

Sometimes at night in arms of a new found lover
I think of where you are and then discover
that no matter how try
though the years have travelled by
I remember you still I yearn for you
My first love

Chorus

I remember you more than any other lover
your place cannot be taken by another
and I remember you I’ll remember you
my first love

I remember you more than any other lover
your place cannot be taken by another
and I remember you I’ll remember you
my first love

I was crossing the bridge in Athlone
Feeling sad I was alone
When I saw you on the other side
With another lover by your side

And my heart it just died
And my heart it just died
My heart it just died
It just broke down and cried
My heart it just died

Just to know he’s loving you
Just the way I used to do
Makes me feel like I’m dying inside
I can run but I can never hide

Cos my heart it just died
Oh my heart it just died
My heart it just died
It just broke down and cried
My heart it just died

It’s so hard to live with the pain
Of never holding you again
It’s so hard knowing what to do
Is he really making love to you

Oh my heart it is dying
Yes my heart it is dying
My heart it is dying
And I can’t stop crying
Cos my heart it is dying

I was crossing the bridge in Athlone
Feeling sad I was alone
When I saw you on the other side
With another lover by your side

And my heart it just died
Oh my heart it just died
My heart it just died
It just broke down and cried
My heart it just died

Oh my heart it is dying
I can’t stop crying
My heart is just dying
Can’t stop crying
Cos my heart is just dying

Honey you look so good today
I love you a thousand ways
It’s our golden wedding day
You’re never too old to love

Now we’re in our twilight years
We’ve laughed and we’ve shed our tears
The future we do not fear
You’re never too old to love

They say good things have to pass
That true love can never pass
But darling we’ve proved them wrong
You’re never too old to love

Chorus:

You’re never too old to love
Love and age they go hand in glove
Though your hair is silvery grey
The wrinkles cannot betray
You’re never too old to love

I’ve loved you through all the days
It matters not what they say
I guess we’re two of a kind
You’re never too old to love

Once when you and I we were young
And loves song was sweetly sung
The sands of time passed us by
You’re never too old to love

Repeat chorus and end

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Honey you look so good today
I love you a thousand ways
It’s our golden wedding day
You’re never too old to love

Now we’re in our twilight years
We’ve laughed and we’ve shed our tears
The future we do not fear
You’re never too old to love

Chorus

You’re never too old to love
It’s still you that I’m dreaming of
When you put your lips to mine
It feels like the first time
Remember when we were young
and loves song was sweetly sung
Now it seems like we’ve just begun
You’re never too old to love

They say good things have to pass
That true love can never last
But darling we’ve proved them wrong
You’re never too old to love

So here on this special day
We’ll dream of our yesterdays
We’ll dance and we’ll celebrate
You’re never too old to love

Chorus

You’re never too old to love
It’s still you that I’m dreaming of
When you put your lips to mine
It feels like the first time
Remember when we were young
and loves song was sweetly sung
Now it seems like we’ve just begun
You’re never too old to love

Now there’s an invisible border in the north of the Emerald Isle
From east to west it weaves it way for over 300 miles
It has no checkpoint Charlie has no fence and no brick wall
As it weaves its merry way from county Louth to Donegal

Don’t mess with the border
Don’t go messing with the border
We want no hard border here
Leave well enough alone
In Antrim, Armagh, Down and Derry
Fermanagh and Tyrone
Don’t go messing with the border
No hard border we say now

Now over there in London town they’re in an awful stew
With all of their shenanigans they don’t have a scooby do
But Westminster and number 10 will have to find a way
Cos we’ll have mo hard border here no matter what they say

Don’t mess with the border
Don’t go messing with the border
We want no hard border here
Leave well enough alone
In Antrim, Armagh, Down and Derry
Fermanagh and Tyrone
Don’t go messing with the border
No hard border we say now

Now Ireland’s had its ups and downs
It’s had its troubled times
But we’re all getting on better now
Than we have in a long long time
Because there’s no hard border
People come and freely go
Don’t go messing with the border
No hard border we say no

(AKA Forbidden Fruit))

Oh tonight I will lay with my loved one
Oh tonight I will lay with my dear
And tonight as I sleep with that someone
I will hold her sweet body so near

Forbidden fruit it tastes sweet and it tastes bitter
When the one that you love you can’t have
Cos’ she’s promised herself to another
With that gold wedding band on her hand

Wish to god that I never had met her
Wish to god she was single and free
All that’s left are the slow dying embers
Of a love that just never could be

Forbidden fruit it tastes sweet and its tastes bitter
When the one that you love you can’t have
Cos’ she’s promised herself to another
With that gold wedding band on her hand

So no more will I lay with my loved one
Oh no more will she be my side
All alone I must face my tomorrows
With a dream that has withered and died

Forbidden fruit it tastes sweet and its tastes bitter
When the one that you love you can’t have
Cos’ she’s promised herself to another
With that gold wedding band on her hand

Cos’ she’s promised herself to another
With that gold wedding band on her hand

You only call me when you’re lonely
When there’s no one else to love
And when you hold me with a passion
It isn’t me you’re thinking of
The only time you ever need me
Is when your new love’s at an end
But like a fool I come back running
To a love that’s just pretend

Chorus:

But your part time lover
Is about to discover
That playing second fiddle aint for me
I’m gonna be history
To the way you’ve been using me
And your part time lover
Will be your used to be

You only want me when you’re missing
Another love that cannot be
And the fire that is burning
Burns for him but not for me

You only call me when you’re lonely
When there’s no one else to love
And when you hold me with a passion
It isn’t me you’re thinking of

Repeat Chorus twice:

Will be your used to be

There’s a place of great renown it’s not far from Camden Town
It’s Ireland’s county number thirty three
Where the crack it’s mighty good from Kensal Rise to Cricklewood
The Republic of Kilburn is its name

If it’s records you want handy get yourself along to Mandy’s
It’s on the high road down in Willesden Green
And the drink it’s flowing down at the Broadway in the Crown
The Republic Of Kilburn’s still the same

Chorus:

Oh I live in the Republic of Kilburn
Where everybody knows you by your name
If ever you should visit my fair county
Be sure and spend an evening with me
I’ll show you all the sites in this old county
It’s Ireland’s county number thirty three

When the weekend comes along you can hear an Irish song
For miles around from Nellie’s to the Crown
Or you can dance til’ early morn’ in the good old Galtymore
The Republic of Kilburn’s still the same

There’s a place of great renown it’s not far from Camden Town
It’s Ireland’s county number thirty three
Where the crack it’s mighty good from Kensal Rise to Cricklewood
The Republic of Kilburn is its name

Chorus:

Oh I live in the Republic of Kilburn
Where everybody knows you by your name
If ever you should visit my fair county
Be sure and spend an evening with me
I’ll show you all the sites in this old county
It’s Ireland’s county number thirty three

It’s Ireland’s county number thirty three

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A young GI lay dying far away
A soldier boy far from the USA
He gave his everything for Uncle Sam
In the bloody battlefields of Vietnam

His buddies gathered ’round for one last time
Beneath that cold and rainy Asian sky
The Padre held his hand to help him pray
And choking back the tears I heard him say

Chorus

I wanna go back home to Boston
Massachusetts USA
I’ve got to see the harbour lights in Boston
And hold the girl I loved so far away
God bless my Mum and Dad in good old Southey
in Boston Massachusetts USA

He suffered pretty bad before he died
And mister I just couldn’t help but cry
A boy of nineteen years became a man
In the bloody battlefields of Vietnam

They took him in his box of polished pine
That soldier boys last wish was not denied
And I can still recall until this day
The final lonely words that he did say

Repeat chorus and end

On Gods words were the roots of my raising
An old country farm was my home
My daddy brought me up believing
In Gods words from those tablets of stone

When momma died daddy kept us together
Gave us all that he had though alone
And the key to our family’s survival
Were Gods words on those tablets of stone

Chorus:

It’s so easy to forget where you came from
As you seek a new life of your own
But too late is the time you’ll remember
Gods own words from those tablets of stone
Gods sweet words from those tablets of stone

As I grew from a boy into manhood
I decided that I had to roam
But I took me to drinking and gambling
I Turned my back on those tablets of stone

Then one day when I got out of prison
I repented and made for my home
But too late buried there in the churchyard
Was my Dad ‘neath a tablet of stone

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Oh the Taoiseach’s having a hooley tonight
there’ll be awful celebration and delight
for the oil its coming ashore fortunes knocking at the door
now there’s V.I.P.’s in plenty to be seen
there’s Maggie Thatcher and the Queen
Prince Charles and his little colleen
well there’s great craic promised at the Taoiseach’s house tonight

Now there’s bacon and cabbage and crubeens upon the table
there’s poteen and porter for all of them that’s able
but watch out for Denis the menace
knocking back the pints of Guinness
while Maggie’s dancing the wearing of the green
and here comes President Reagan
on his horse with guns a blazing
there’s great craic promised at the Taoiseach’s house tonight

Now the Pope & Mr Paisley are getting on fine
sure they’ve settled down for the game of 25
there’s Liberace & Diana singing songs at the oul piano
well there’s quare old things at the Taoiseachs house tonight
and Prince Charles has gone half silly look at him playing with his little willie
oh such peculiar things at the Taoiseach’s house tonight

Now randy Andy’s looking awful dandy
sure he’s out on the floor with Mr Reagan’s Nancy
such a siege of Ennis you never saw
what a shower of eejits out on the floor
the oul Taoiseach’s doing a hornpipe with the Queen
and the crowd has gone half crazy at the sound of Mr Paisley
singing Kevin Barry at the Taoiseach’s house tonight

Now Prince Philip’s gone outside walking the dogs
and there’s Bo Derek slippin’ on her bathing togs
well his feelings now he can’t control
sure its driving your man right up the pole
well its hard old times at the Taoiseachs house tonight
now Prince Charles is showing his Willy
to all the girls in Dublin city
well there’s great craic promised at the Taoiseach’s house tonight
now Prince Charles is showing his Willy
to all the girls in Dublin city
well there’s great craic promised at the Taoiseach’s house tonight

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I joined the British army when I was just eighteen
So proud to wear that uniform
A soldier of the Queen
Twas the year of nineteen eighty two
We sailed from Portsmouth quay
We were heading for the Falkland Isles
To set our people free
But we little knew what lay in store
At the battle for Goose Green

My sweetheart was a Hampshire lass
The prettiest girl I’d seen
She swore that she would wait for me
A soldiers wife she’d be
We pledged our love to God above
For all eternity
Midst all the flags and cheering
But our love could never be
For a cruel fate awaited me
At the battle for Goose Green

When President Galtieri invaded the Falklands green
He gave that Iron lady her opportunity
We’ll raise the flag and the battle cry
Fight on til victory
But it wasn’t they who had to die
At the hands of savagery
It was they who started this misery
At the battle for Goose Green

When the carnage it was ended
And Britannia ruled the waves
They gathered up the dead ones
And dug a massive grave
They buried them all together
The cost of liberty
Victims of a senseless war
And mindless lunacy
And I was left just half a man
At the battle for Goose Green

The maimed the burned the wounded
They shipped us all back home
I got a nice new wheelchair
To cart my shattered bones
And now I’m forty two years old
How many more to go
My body’s twisted and paralysed
I feel so bloody low
What the hell were we all fighting for
At the battle for Goose Green

A curse on politicians games
And the battle of Goose Green

Nothing gained if nothing learned
From the battle for Goose Green

I joined the British army
I joined the British army
I joined the British army
I joined the British army

Boris is our leader he’s moved into number 10
But we the people didn’t vote to make him our PM
Now Boris and his cronies
Will pull all kinds of stunts
This dodgy Tory government are just a load of ____

Cunning and conniving seems the Boris Johnson way
He’s full of contradictions can you trust a word he says
Abusing our democracy he drags it through the muck
But Boris isn’t bothered and he doesn’t give a ____

Funny and bewildered oh his talents they are few
He’s oh so full of gibberish he doesn’t have a clue
He makes things up as he goes along
He doesn’t care one bit
That much of what he has to say is just a load of ____

Shall I build a garden bridge? of course he never did
He squandered all that money 50 million quid
Never got beyond the waffle he never laid one brick
Another prime example of why Boris is a ____

In the referendum Boris chose the Brexit side
He wrote across the side of a bus another pack of lies
He disrespects minorities then treats it like a prank
And when it comes to honesty his words not worth a ____

Donald loves his Boris they sure make a pretty pair
They both talk loads of rubbish and they’ve both got dodgy hair
They may have loads of money but not one of them has class
But Boris loves his Donald and he crawls right up his ____

When the next election’s here then justice will be done
Get rid of Boris Johnson and his public schoolboy chums
We’ll show them at the ballot box that we are in control
So Bojo take your government and shove it up your ____

Neath a cold Irish sky
By the Derry Bogside
An English lad was about to die
He was khaki clad
With a gun in his hand
And to deaths door
He shortly would call

Such a heartrending site
On that November night
With an ear piercing scream he did fall
As he wriggled in pain
His young life passed away
Neath a cold Irish sky
By the Derry Bogside

At an English cottage
In an old shire county
His parents were closing the day
With a knock at the door
They would soon know the score
Your son died in action this day

Mother’s tears fell like rain
Daddy’s heart filled with pain
For their son they would not see again
For his maker he’d met
On that day of regret
Neath a cold Irish sky
By the Derry Bogside

Neath a cold Irish sky
By the Derry Bogside
An Irish lad was about to die
For his nation he’d stand
With a gun in his hand
And to deaths door
He shortly would call

Such a heartrending site
On that November night
With an ear piercing scream he did fall
As he gasped his last breath
In vain fight against death
Neath a cold Irish sky
By the Derry Bogside

At an Irish cottage
In an old Ulster county
His parents were closing the day
With a knock at the door
They would soon know the score
Your son died for Ireland this day

Mother’s tears fell like rain
Daddy’s heart filled with pain
For the son they would not see again
For his maker he’d met
On that day of regret
Neath a cold Irish sky
By the Derry Bogside

Long ago in Mississippi
Were the ancient Choctaw Tribe
Who lived and loved upon that land
Long before Jackson’s time
Til the strangers came and told them
You must leave the end is nigh
Then they drove them out like cattle
Neath that sacred Choctaw sky

As they struggled through the wilderness
They battled for their lives
From disease, the cold and hunger
Multitudes would not survive
On that trail of tears and sorrow
For the exiles who remained
They’d come to find a new home
On the Oklahoma plains

Twas the black year forty seven
When the Irish hunger came
John Bull’s final solution
To his deep eternal shame
Men women children dying
In their thousands by the day
As cruel & heartless landlords
Without mercy looked away

They said it was Gods lesson
We must suffer for our sins
Spoke the evil voice of tyranny
Cruel Lord Trevelyan
Through callous inhumanity
A million people died
As panic stricken thousands
Fled across the ocean wide

In the far off Choctaw nation
As the dreadful news came by
Of death and hunger far away
Beneath an Irish sky
With hands across the ocean
They gave that we’d survive
God bless you for your kindness
May God keep you Choctaw Tribe

In the year of twenty twenty
When the silent killer came
We heard about the Navajo
The Hopi and their pain
Our Irish hearts united
We could not stand idly by
And we gave to them as you gave to us
In famine days gone by

In this world of great injustice
Where the tyrants rise and fall
The Irish and the Choctaw
Have shown love can conquer all
For no distance shall divide us
Neither time nor rolling seas
The Irish and the Choctaw tale
Is carved in history

Well I got a missus and she’s big and fat
And she’s always grinning like a Cheshire cat
She weighs nineteen stone but I’m a bag of bones
She’s the bane of me life the oul’ quare one
A diabolical site the oul’ quare one

Down the Galtymore every saturday night
To the Ceili hall goes me and the wife
She drags me out on the floor til me feet get sore
And I’m fair knackered out by the quare one
She’s a powerful craicher the quare one

Now in our house there’s three of us
Your woman and I and a cat named Gus
She thinks more of him than she does of me
She loves her oul’ pussy the quare one
She’s cat altogether the quare one

Just the other night I was having me fill
Of a plate of stew that’d make you ill
When I says to her this’d slay the cat
She stuck it in me face the oul’ quare one
You’ve got to watch your mouth with the quare one

Just the other night I caught a terrible view
When she bent herself over to lace up her shoes
Well you never would believe the sight that I saw
And it scared the cat silly that he ran through the door
Such a sight for the eyes the oul’ quare one

Last thing at night it’s such a terrible sight
When she takes off her wellies and she tears off her tights
And she takes off her corset and her brassieres too
And she looks like something you’d find at the zoo
Such a sight for the eyes the oul’ quare one

When in bed at night I starts to dream
A fantasising of some beauty queen
The oul’ missus turns her head
And she’ll see me grin
Then she’ll rap me o’er the brains
With a rolling pin

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Maggie Thatcher you can’t match her she’s the darling of us all
She’s the curse of the Irish nation Fine Gael and Fianna Fail
She’s destroyed me hire purchase and she’s put me on the dole
If I could only get my hands on her I’d kick her up the—–

Good onya Mrs Thatcher you’re the cutest girl of all
such a biddy fine and buxom sure the likes you’ll not recall
when she holds negotiations things they always reach a hitch
she’s the world in ruination such a schemer the old——–

Good onya Mrs Thatcher no one in this world can match her
but she’s trying to take the vote away from the paddies once again
we’re not worried ’bout your English vote nor your politicians gas
you can keep them Mrs Thatcher you can shove them up your—-

Help us Mrs Thatcher with the prices rising high
and the work is getting awful scarce paddy’s losing that’s no lie
now you say that you don’t want us that we’ve stayed here long enough
but if I were a taxidermist I would tell you to get ——-

Fair play Mrs Thatcher sure you know a trick or two
and each time you come to Dublin well we know just what you’ll do
you’ll dress up in your finery and preach with all your might
but all of your fancy promise’s are just a load of—–

We love you Mrs Thatcher like your old man loves his brew
such a lad your husband Denis when he’s had a sup or two
sure he’ll take a pint of porter and a glass of Irish mist
and because he faces you each night no wonder he gets——

Thatcher you can’t match her she’s the darling of us all
She’s the curse of the Irish Nation Fine Gael and Fianna Fail
She’s destroyed me hire purchase and she’s put me on the dole
She’s the curse of the Irish nation Fine Gael and Fianna Fail

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If I could turn back the hands of time
I’d turn them all the way back to you
If I could I would turn them all back to you

If I could uncry all the tears
I made you cry I’d uncry them all
If I could I would I’d uncry them all

But it’s too late for that
Cos you’re not coming back
To my arms again
Cos your gone long gone all gone

If I could undo all the pain
That I put you through I‘d undo it all
If I could I would I’d undo it all

If I could turn back the hands of time
I’d turn them all the way back to you
If I could I would turn them all back to you

But it’s too late for that
Cos you’re not coming back
To my arms again
Cos your gone long gone all gone

Cos your gone long gone all gone
Cos your gone long gone all gone

You’re up on your mountain
You’re way up on high
Looking down on me darling
Now I’m left wondering why

Lord if I had the power to go back in time
I’d go back to where we were
Before you told me goodbye

Chorus:

Thought we had a love that never could die
Yet you shattered my feelings
You cut me down to size
I helped you venture up there
guided you through your fears
But then you left me behind you
In my valley Of Tears

Perhaps in time you’ll consider
All the hurting you’ve done
I guess time waits for no one
When the damage is done

Oh and it sure has a habit
Of passing us by
Yet the trouble with memories
Is they don’t always die

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But then you left me behind you
In my valley Of Tears