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Too - Ra - Loo - Ra - Loo - Ral - Van Morrison

"Over in killarney Many years ago, Me mither sang a song to me In tones so sweet and low. Just a simple little ditty, In her good ould irish way, And l'd give the world if she could sing That song to me"

Too-Ra-Loo-Ra-Loo-Ral (That's An Irish Lullaby) - Van Morrison

"Over in Killarney Many years ago, Me Mither sang a song to me In tones so sweet and low. Just a simple little ditty, In her good ould Irish way, And l'd give the world if she could sing That song to me"

Eppy Moray - Sandy Denny

"Four-and-twenty Highland men Come from the Carron side To carry away Eppy Moray for She would not be a bride, a bride, She would not be a bride. Then out it came her mither for It was a moonlit night, She"

Mary Mack - Molly Maguire

"There's a nice wee lass and her name is Mary Mack Make no mistake, she's the miss I'm goin' to take There's a lot of other chaps who would get up on her track But I'm thinking they'll have to get up early"

Oh Rowan Tree - John McDermott

"Oh Rowan Tree, Oh Rowan Tree Thou'lt aya be dear to thee Entwined thou art wi' many ties O'hame and infancy Thy leaves were aye the first of spring Thy flowers the summer's pride There was nae sic a bonnie"

Joe - Inspiral Carpets

"All that I possess is my existence, vagrant more or less Children on the pave, mither bad, but help me through my day This borrowed cigarette, for which my heart will leap and it will laugh A debt to you"

To The Weaver's Gin Ye Go - Andy M. Stewart

"My heart was ance as blithe and free As simmer days were lang; But a bonie, westlin weaver lad Has gart me change my sang. Chorus.-To the weaver's gin ye go, fair maids, To the weaver's gin ye go; I rede"

Merl - Lori Watson

"The yella-haired laddie hes handsome and fine Wi cheeks like the red rose, his een how they shine An saftly he sings as the merl on the tree An dearly Id lo him gin he wid lo me My faither has riches an"

To The Weavers Gin Ye Go - Robert Burns

"TO THE WEAVER"S GIN YE GO (Robert Burns) My heart was ance as blythe and free As simmer days were lang; But a bonie, westlin weaver lad Has gart me change my sang. CHORUS To the weaver's gin ye go, fair"

Tura Lura Lural (That's An Irish Lullaby) - The Band

"Tura Lura Lural Tura Lura Lie Tura Lura Lural Hush now don't you cry Tura lura lural Tura lura lie Tura lura lura That's an Irish Lullaby Well it's often Something in dreams I've wondered Right back,"

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