Песня «Fanten»
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• Rebel Jig

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• Will Ye Go Lassie Go

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  Oh, the summertime is coming And the trees are sweetly blooming And the wild mountain thyme Grows around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie, go? And we’ll all go together To pick wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie, go? I will build my love a tower Near yon pure crystal fountain And on it I will pile All the flowers of the mountain Will ye go lassie, go? And we’ll all go together To pick wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie, go? If my true love she will gone I would surely find another Where wild mountain thyme Grows around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie, go? And we’ll all go together To pick wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will ye go lassie, go?

  
• 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

  
• The Parting Glass

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• Tarry Trowsers

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  One fine morning as I was walking, The weather being bright and clear, I overheard a tender mother, Talking to her daughter dear. "Daughter, I would have you marry, No longer lead a single life." "O no," said she, "I'd rather tarry, For my jolly sailor bright." "Sailors they are given to roving, Into foreign parts they go; Then they leave you broken-hearted, Full of sorrow, grief and woe." "Mother, would you have me wed a farmer, Take from me my heart's delight! Give me the lad whose tarry tarry trowsers Shine to my eyes like diamonds bright."