Песня «Hornpipe Skudrinka»
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• Bursdagsfest / I Fjor Vil Du Gjette

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• Haavard Hedde

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• O'neil's March / Drowsy Maggie

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  MICK MAGUIRE Oh my name is Mick Maguire and I'll quickly tell to you Of a young girl I admired one Katie Donoghue She was fair and fat and forty and believe me when I say Whenever I'd come in at the door you could hear her mother say Johnny get up from the fire get up and give your man a seat Can't you see it's Mick Maguire and he's courtin' your sister Kate You know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of the town Ah get out of that ya impudent brat and let Mister Maguire sit down Well the first time that I met her was at a dance in Donnahadee I very kindly ask her would she dance a step with me I asked if I could see her home if she'd be going my way But whenever I'd come in at the door you could hear the ould one say Johnny get up from the fire get up and give your man a seat Can't you see it's Mick Maguire and he's courtin' your sister Kate You know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of the town Ah get out of that ya impudent brat and let Mister Maguire sit down But now that we are married her mammy's changed her mind Just because I spent the money me father left behind Now she hasn't got the decency to me time of the day And whenever I'd come in at the door you could hear her mammy say Johnny come up to the fire come you're sitting in the draft Can't you see it's ould Maguire and he nearly drives me daft Sure I don't know what gets in him and he's always on the tear So sit where you are and never you dare, give ould Maguire the chair

  
• I'll Tell Me Ma

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  I'll tell me Ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone. They pull my hair, they stole my comb, But that's alright till I go home. Chorus: She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast city She is courtin' one, two, three. Please won't you tell me, who is she? Albert Mooney says he loves her, All the boys are fighting for her. They knock at the door and ring at the bell Saying Oh, my true love are you well? Out she comes as white as snow, Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes. Oul Jenny Murray says she'll die, If she don't get the fellow with the roving eye. Chorus Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high And the snow come tumblin' from the sky She's as nice as apple pie And she'll get her own lad by and by. When she gets a lad of her own, She won't tell her Ma when she goes home Let them all come as they will For it's Albert Mooney she loves still.

  
• Mick Maguire

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  Old Tyrone’s hills were summer green, Unconquered still by Tudor queen, MacDonnell bad brave Shane to come, And greeted him with pipe and drum Laughter in the banquet hall, The minstrels sang the braves of old, The wine-cup circled ‘round the room, As Shane O’Neill, he neared his doom. Ref.: Shane, Shane, Shane O’Neill, Strong as oak, Источник teksty-pesenok.ru True as steel, No queen of all could make you kneel Ulster’s prince was Shane O’Neill. Darkness came along the glen, The shadows hid MacDonnell’s men. With drawn swords they stood around And stabbed O’Neill onto the ground. Summer comes, along glen dump , The sea is bright with morning sun, And on a hill are cairn guns bare, And Shane O’Neill lies ever there.