The Dubliners

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"Nancy Whiskey"

"Nancy Whiskey"




[Chorus:]
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, whiskey, Nancy-o

I am a weaver, a Calton weaver, I am a rash and a roving blade
I've got silver in my pouches and I'll gang follow the roving trade

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As I come in by Glasgow city, Nancy Whiskey I chanced tae smell
So I gane in, sat doon beside her, seeven lang years I loved her well

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The mair I kissed her, the mair I looed her, the mair I looed her, the mair she smiled
And I forgot my mother's teaching, Nancy soon had me beguiled

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I woke up early in the mornin', tae slake ma drouth it was ma need
I tried to rise, but was nae able, for Nancy had me by the heid

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"Come on, landlady, what's the reck'nin', tell me what I have to pay"
"Fifteen shillin's is the reck'nin', pay me quickly and go away"

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As I went oot by Glasgow city, Nancy Whiskey I chanced tae smell
I git in, drank four and six pence and all was left was a crooked scale

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I'll gang back to the Calton weavin', I surely make the shuttles fly
For I'll mak more at the Calton weavin', then ever I did in the rovin' trade

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Come all ye weavers, Calton weavers, and all ye weavers, where e'er you be
Beware of Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey, she'll ruin you as she ruined me

[Chorus x2]

 

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"Nelson's Farewell"

"Nelson's Farewell"



Oh, poor old Admiral Nelson is no longer in the air
Toora, loora, loora, loora, loo
On the eighth day of March in Dublin City fair
Toora, loora, loora, loora, loo

From his stand of stones and mortar he fell crashing through the quarter
Where once he stood so stiff and proud and rude
So let's sing our celebration, it's a service to the nation
So poor old Admiral Nelson, toora loo

Oh, fifty pounds of gelignite it sped him on his way
Toora, loora, loora, loora, loo
And the lad that laid the charge, we're in debt to him today
Toora, loora, loora, loora, loo

In Trafalgar Square it might be fair to leave old Nelson standing there
But no one tells the Irish what they'll view
Now the Dublin Corporation can stop deliberation
For the boys of Ireland showed them what to do

For a hundred and fifty seven years it stood up there in state
Toora, loora, loora, loora, loo
To mark old Nelson's victory o'er the French and Spanish fleet
Toora, loora, loora, loora, loo

But one thirty in the morning without a bit of warning
Old Nelson took a powder and he blew
Now at last the Irish nation has Parnell in higher station
Than poor old Admiral Nelson, toora loo

Oh the Russians and the Yanks, with lunar probes they play
Toora, loora, loora, loora, loo
And I hear the French are trying hard to make up lost headway
Toora, loora, loora, loora, loo

But now the Irish join the race, we have an astronaut in space
Ireland, boys, is now a world power too
So let's sing our celebration, it's a service to the nation
So poor old Admiral Nelson, toora loo

 

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"Net Hauling Song"

"Net Hauling Song"



It's busk ye, me boy's, get you up on the deck
And take up your stations for hauling the nets
And mind up all together lads all through the night
And shaking your oilskins until it's daylight
With a heave and a haul and the shaking of nets

It's when we're at hauling we're living on hope
The boy in the locker the lads on the ropes
The fellows in the hold to our hauling the nets
And shaking the herring out on to the deck
With a heave and a haul and the shaking of nets

It's net after net we pull up from the sea
With a haul and a shake and a one, two and three
The herring are a piling around our sea boots
And slithering and sliding down into the shoots
With a heave and a haul and the shaking of nets

It's hour after hour we are hauling away
All through the long night till the dawn of the day
The captain's in the wheelhouse he's on the RT
And the cook's in the galley a brewing the tea
And we're heaving and hauling and shaking of nets

Now the season is over so be on your way
And head for the home port to sign for your pay
Your missus will be waiting to welcome you home
It's so hard for a wife to be so much alone
And you're finished with heaving and hauling of nets

 

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"Now I'm Easy"

"Now I'm Easy"



For nearly sixty years I've been a cocky
Of draughts and fires and floods
I've lived through plenty
This country's dust and mud
Have seen my tears and blood
But it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy

I married a fine girl when I was twenty
She died in giving birth when she was thirty
No flying doctor then, just a gentle old black gen
But it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy

She left me with two sons and a daughter
And a bone dry farm whose soil cried out for water
Though my care was rough and ready
They grew up fine and steady
But it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy

My daughter married young and went her own way
My sons lie buried by the Burma railway
So on this land I've made my home
I carried on alone
But it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy

Ah city folks these day despise the cocky
Saying with subsidies and dole we've had it easy
But there's no drought or starving stock
On the sewered suburban block
But it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy

For nearly sixty years I've been a cocky
Of droughts and fires and floods
I've lived through plenty
This country's dust and mud
Have seen my tears and blood
But it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy

But it's nearly over now
And now I'm easy

 

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"Off To Dublin In The Green"

"Off To Dublin In The Green"



Oh, I am a merry ploughboy and I plough the fields all day
Till a sudden thought came to my head, that I should roam away
For I'm sick and tired of slavery since the day that I was born
And I'm off to join the IRA and I'm off tomorrow morn

And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green
Where the helmets glisten in the sun
Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash
To the rattle of a Thompson gun

I'll leave aside me pick and spade, I'll leave aside me plough
I'll leave aside me horse and yoke, I no longer need them now
I'll leave aside me Mary, she's the girl that I adore
And I wonder if she'll think of me when she'll hear the rifles roar

And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green
Where the helmets glisten in the sun
Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash
To the rattle of a Thompson gun

And when the war is over and dear old Ireland is free
I'll take her to the church to wed and a rebel's wife she'll be
Well, some men fight for silver and some men fight for gold
But the IRA are fighting for the land that the Freestaters stole

And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green
Where the helmets glisten in the sun
Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash
To the rattle of a Thompson gun

 

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"Ojos Negros"

"Ojos Negros"


Que vendo dos ojos negros,
¿Quién me los quieren comprar?
Que los venden por embusteros,
Porque me han pagados mal.

A veces dan confianza,
a veces me hacen dudar,
a veces dan esperanza,
y no sé cómo se acertar.

Yo más quisiera,
más te amo yo,
y todas las noches la paso,
suspirando por tu amor.

[ENGLISH]
Two eyes of black I sell them,
Will anyone take them from me?
On sale for being deceitful,
they weren't good to me.

At times they made me trust them,
at times they made me doubt,
at times they made me hopeful,
I just never got it right.

For me my greatest dream is,
to love you forever more,
but nights I spend a-wonderin',
a-longin' for your love.

 

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"Parcel Of Rogues"

"Parcel Of Rogues"



Farewell to all our Scottish way
Farewell our ancient glory
Farewell even to our Scottish name
So famed in marshal story

Now Sark over the Solway Firth
And Tweed runs to the ocean
To mark where England's Province stands
Such a parcel of rogues in a nation

What force or guile could not subdue
Through many war-like ages
Is wrought now by a coward few
For hiring traders wages

The English steel we could disdain
Secured in Valor's station
But we're bought and we're sold for English Gold
Such a Parcel Of Rogues in a nation

Oh would or I had seen the day
That treason thus could sell us
My old gray head had lyed in clay
With Bruce and loyal Wallace

But pith and power, till my last hour
I'll make this declaration
That we're bought and we're sold for English Gold
Such a Parcel of Rogues In a nation

 

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"Peggy Gordon"

"Peggy Gordon"



Oh, Peggy Gordon, you are my darling
Come sit you down upon my knee
Come tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee

I'm so in love, I can't deny it
My heart lies smothered in my breast
It's not for you to let the world know it
A troubled mind can know no rest

I did put my head to a cask of brandy
It was my fancy I do declare
For when I'm drinking I am thinking
And wishing Peggy Gordon was here

I wish I was away in Ingo
Far across the briny sea
Sailing o'er the deepest ocean
Where love nor care ever bother me

I wish I was in some lonesome valley
Where womankind cannot be found
Where the pretty small birds
Do change their voices
And ev'ry moment a diff'rent sound

Oh, Peggy Gordon, you are my darling
Come sit you down upon my knee
Come tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee

 

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"Peggy Lettermore"

"Peggy Lettermore"



Tá Peig agom, tá Cáit agom, ach Peig an bean is fearr
'Cbe faer Gheabhfas í nach air a bhfeás anttadh

Ó ghuairm í 's guairim í go deo
Sí grá mo chroí mo bhurnín í sí Peigín Leitirmór

Tá iscaraigh na h'iarrthartha in greim an Ghotán mhoie
Agus scríothim aisteach is gheobhfam leath-bhód sheoil

Ó ghuairm í 's guairim í go deo
Sí grá mo chroí mo bhurnín í sí Peigín Leitirmór

Tá iascaraigh na Gaillimhe ag theacht anall le chóir
Is solas geallaigh gilte bí go ligadis a shaoil

Ó ghuairm í 's guairim í go deo
Sí grá mo chroí mo bhurnín í sí Peigín Leitirmór

Éirigh suas a Pheggy agus sheas ar bharr an árd
Chóirigh do chuid buillán agus féach an bhfuil síad ann

Ó ghuairm í 's guairim í go deo
Sí grá mo chroí mo bhurnín í sí Peigín Leitirmór

Ó ghuairm í 's guairim í go deo
Sí grá mo chroí mo bhurnín í sí Peigín Leitirmór

 

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"Ploughboy Lads"

"Ploughboy Lads"



When she was only sixteen years
A beauty she was wearing
Ah little, little did she think
That she'd be soon a-grievins oh oh

For the ploughboys lads are gay braw lads
They'll court you and deceive you
Oh they'll take all and they'll gang awas
And leave the lasses grievins oh oh

If she'd stayed home when she was told
And done her mammy's bidden oh
She'd not be sitting by yon fireside
Singin' hush abye my baby, oh oh

Hush a-bye, she's your ma
But the Lord knows who's your daddy oh
So maids take care and ye beware of the young
man in the gloamin' oh oh