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Vive La Quinte Brigada - Christy Moore

"Ten years before I saw the light of morning A comradeship of heroes was laid From every corner of the world came sailing The Fifth International Brigade They came to stand beside the Spanish people To"

Among The Wicklow Hills - Christy Moore

"The autumn evenings filled with copper shades I see the birds' neck in the frame A figure walks into the sunset Someone goes past suspended from the sky Takes more imagination When everything's remote"

Back Home In Derry - Christy Moore

"In 1803 we sailed out to sea Out from the sweet town of Derry. For Australia bound if we didn't all drown And the marks of our letters were heavy In the rusty iron chains we signed for our wanes Our women"

Natives - Christy Moore

"For all of our languages we can't communicate For all of our native tongues we're all natives here Sons of their fathers' dream the same dream The sound of forbidden words becomes a scream Voices in anger,"

Burning Times - Christy Moore

"In the cold of the evening, they used to gather. Neath the stars in the meadow, circled near the old oak tree. At the times appointed.. by the seasons.. of the earth, and the phases of the moon. In the"

Delirium Tremens - Christy Moore

"I dreamt a dream the other night I couldn't sleep a wink The rats were tryin' to count the sheep and I was off the drink There were footsteps in the parlour and voices on the stairs I was climbin' up the"

Black Is The Colour - Christy Moore

"Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands And I love the ground whereon she stands. I love my love and well she knows; I"

Raggle Taggle Gypsy - Christy Moore

"There were three auld gypsies came to our hall door. They came brave and boldly-o. And one sang high and the other sang low And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o. It was upstairs, downstairs the"

So Do I - Christy Moore

"This is the day the fisherman likes And so do I When the rain puts a shine on the chestnut spikes Hear the curlews cry The nightingale sings her best We'll drink a pint in hamiltons rest And the girl i"

The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll - Christy Moore

"William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'. And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him As"

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