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Andy M. Stewart

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A Red, Red Rose

O, my Luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June O, my Luve's like the melodie That's sweetly sung in tune As fair art thou, my bonie lass So deep in luve am I And I will luve thee still, my dear Till a' the seas gang dry Till a' the seas gang d...

A Scottish Soldier (Green Hills Of Tyrol)

There was a soldier A Scottish soldier Who wandered far away And soldiered far away There was none bolder With good broad shoulder He's fought in many a fray And fought and won He's seen the glory He told the story Of battles glorious And deeds vi...

Ae Fond Kiss

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, alas, for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee. Who shall say that Fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerful twinkle lig...

At It Again

Though Geordie's a man I hav'ny seen lately, I met with his brother in Tain. Says I, "Do ye think that he's still off the drink?" "Oh, no, HE'S AT IT AGAIN!" Aye we telt him and aye we warned him; And aye he promised, but then... At the turn o' yer back...

Bogie's Bonnie Bell

At market day in Huntley toon, an' it was there I did agree Wi' Bogieside the farmer a twelvemonth for to fee Tae drive his twa best horses, that's a task that I could do Tae drive his twa best horses in the harrow and the ploo Now Bogie had a dochter, he...

Brid Og Ni Mhaille / Brigit O'Malley

Oh Bridget O'Malley, you've left my heart shaken With a hopeless desolation I'd have you to know It's the wonders of admiration your quiet face has taken And your beauty will haunt me wherever I go. The white moon above the pale sands, the pale stars abov...

Brighidin Ban Mo Store

I am a wand'ring minstrel man, And Love my only theme, I've stray'd beside the pleasant Bann, And eke the Shannon's stream; I've pip'd and play'd to wife and maid By Barrow, Suir, and Nore, But never met a maiden yet Like Brighidin Ban Mo Store. My gi...

By The Hush

By the Hush It's by the hush, me boys I'm sure that's to hold your noise, And listen to poor Paddy's narration. For I was by hunger pressed, And in poverty distressed, And I took a thought I'd leave the Irish nation. cho: So, here's you boys, Do take...

Ca' The Yowes To The Knowes

Chorus.-Ca' the yowes to the knowes, Ca' them where the heather grows, Ca' them where the burnie rowes, My bonie dearie As I gaed down the water-side, There I met my shepherd lad: He row'd me sweetly in his plaid, And he ca'd me his dearie. Ca' the yo...

Dinny The Piper / Amhran Na Tae (Song Of The Tea)

In the year '98, when our troubles were great It was treason to be a Milesian. And the black-whiskers said we would never forget And our history shows they were Hessians. And in these troubled times, it was a great crime And martyrdom never was riper Nea...

Donegal Rain

My darling, do not break your heart Though I leave this Irish shore Though their cruel laws may force us to part Fate may join we two once more Take this farewell kiss as a token Of my love while far I stray For true love will never be broken Let me ki...

Dublin Lady

It if wasn't for the ships that do sail, that do sail, It if wasn't for the ships that do sail, Dublin Lady wouldn't have to sit alone upon her stool, It if wasn't for the ships that do sail. If it wasn't for the butter tubs and coal all in the hold, Dub...

Ferry Me Over

I was forced to wander because that I was poor And to leave the hills of Caledonia seemed more than I could endure And when that I was travellin oh what thought came to my mind That I had never seen her beauty til she was far behind Ferry me over, ferry m...

Fire In The Glen

The old days have gone that had use for a man Who supported his lairdship, protecting his land Who in times of unrest, he would have dies for his lord Now the soldiers of England have taken his broad sword And there's fire in the glen, fire in the glen B...

Freedom Is Like Gold

There's many who talk of Freedom And we have some it's true But if you think it's fairly shared around Then you don't have a clue, No you just don't have a clue. Freedom oh Freedom while men are bought and sold You're free if you've plenty of money boys...

Gallant Murray (Gathering Of Athole) / The White Rose

Wha will ride wi' gallant Murray Wha will ride for Geordie's sel' He's the flower o' Glen Isla And the darlin' o' Dunkeld See the white rose in his bonnet See his banner o'er the Tay His guid sword he now has drawn it And has flung his sheath away Eve...

Green Grow The Rashes, O

Chor. - Green grow the rashes, O; Green grow the rashes, O; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent amang the lasses, O. There's nought but care on ev'ry han', In ev'ry hour that passes, O: What signifies the life o' man, An' 'twere na for the...

Haud Your Tongue Dear Sally

Oh, hold your tongue, dear Sally, as i gang tae the town And I'll buy for you a jaunting car and a braw white muslin gown I'll buy for you a jaunting car and a braw white muslin gown And likewise a bonnie wee lap dog tae follow your jaunting car" "Oh, the...

Heart Of The Home

He still smiles when he recalls How the gold ring fit her finger And they made that moment linger That it's memory'd be strong They had made a brand new start Found a whole new way of living Two voices joined together Singing no sad songs When the har...

Hey How Johnie Lad

When first my brave Johnie lad came to this town, He had a blue bonnet that wanted the crown; But now he has gotten a hat and a feather, Hey, brave Johnie lad, cock up your beaver! Cock up your beaver, and cock it fu' sprush, We'll over the border, and g...

Hey, Ca' Thro'

Up wi' the carls o' Dysart, And the lads o' Buckhaven, And the kimmers o' Largo, And the lasses o' Leven. Chorus.-Hey, ca' thro', ca' thro', For we hae muckle ado. Hey, ca' thro', ca' thro', For we hae muckle ado; We hae tales to tell, An' we hae sa...

I Mourn For The Highlands

I mourn for the Highlands, now drear and forsaken The lands of my fathers the gallant and brave To make room for the sportsmen, their lands were all taken And they had to seek out new homes far away Oh shame on the tyrants who brought desolation Who bani...

I'd Cross The Wild Atlantic

Ah me, I must mourn my true love evermore Though coldly forsaken, it's you adore And if you'd return then I'd make you my bride Or I'd cross the wild Atlantic to be by your side On the morning we parted, how sad the farewell Our words, they were few, but...

If I Never Spend A Morning Without You

It's morning o'er the Islands I love And wild seas lie still, deep and blue Though life has sent me troubles, I'll feel no pain If I never spend a morning without you If I never spend a morning without you When hope was an ocean-pounding heart Then lov...

Is There For Honest Poverty (For A' That)

Tho' women's minds, like winter winds, May shift, and turn, an' a' that, The noblest breast adores them maist- A consequence I draw that. Chorus For a' that, an' a' that, And twice as meikle's a' that; The bonie lass that I loe best She'll be my ain...

Island Of Sorrows

She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps While around her sweet lovers are sighing But coldly she turns from their wooings and weeps For her heart with his cold grave is lying She sings the wild songs of her own native home Every note which h...

It Was A' For Our Rightfu' King

It was a' for our rightfu' King We left fair Scotland's strand; It was a' for our rightfu' King We e'er saw Irish land, my dear, We e'er saw Irish land. Now a' is done that men can do, And a' is done in vain; My Love and Native Land fareweel, For I ma...

Listen To The People

They say Victoria loved our Highlands Well, that's because she owned them all A feather pen and an iron fist Put a people's back against the wall The silent sheilings tell their tale Of burning thatch and of ruined door Of families driven from their home...

MacGregor's Gathering

The moon's on the lake, and the mist's on the brae, And the Clan has a name that is nameless by day; Our signal for fight, that from monarchs we drew, Must be heard but by night in our vengeful haloo! Then haloo, haloo, haloo,Grigalach! If they rob us o...

Matt Hyland

There was a lord, lived in this town Who had a handsome, lovely daughter. She was courted by a fair young man Who was a servant to her father. But when her parents they came to know They swore theyd send him from the island. The maid she knew her heart w...

Monday Morning

Monday Morning 6 A.M. the clock rings off the wall Now I'm standing tae attention in my bare feet in the hall Wi' one leg doon my troosers I can find nae socks at all But I'm a coiled spring of industry respondin' to your call. Monday Morning, why do you...

My Heart It Belongs To She

Late in the evening when the gloamin' comes down It's deep in the country I'll be When all the wild creatures and all sensible men Are seekin' their beds I'll roam free. Where the wild salmon spring through a peat water ring And the blackbird and the thru...

Patrick Sheehan

My name is Patrick Sheehan, and my years are thirty-four; Tipperary is my native place, not far from Galtymore; I came of honest parents, but now they're lying low; Though' many's the pleasant days we spent in the Glen of Aherlow. My father died; I closed...

Queen Amangst The Heather

As I roved out one fine summer's morn 'Mang lofty hills, moorlands and mountains Wha should I spy but a fair young maid As I wi' others was out a hunting No shoes nor stockings did she wear And neither had she cap nor feather But her golden hair hung in...

Ramblin' Irishman

I am a ramblin’ Irishman It’s Ulster I was born in And manys the happy hour I spent On the banks of sweet Loch Erin Ah but to live poor I could not endure Like others of my station To America I sailed away And left this Irish nation Rie tan tah na nah...

Rantin' Rovin Robin

There was a lad was born in Kyle, But whatna day o' whatna style, I doubt it's hardly worth the while To be sae nice wi' Robin. Chor. - Robin was a rovin' boy, Rantin', rovin', rantin', rovin', Robin was a rovin' boy, Rantin', rovin', Robin! Our mona...

Sweet King Williams Town

My bonnie barque floats light and free Across the surging foam It bears me far from Innisfail To seek a foreign home A lonely exile traveller 'Neath misfortune's cruel frown Away from home and the friends so dear In sweet King Williams Town While here...

Tae The Weaver's Gin Ye Go

My heart was ance as blythe and free As simmer days were lang, But a bonnie westlin weaver lad Has gart me change my sang. Chorus: Tae the weaver's gin ye go fair maid, Tae the weaver's gin ye go, I rede ye richt, gang ne'er at nicht, Tae the weaver's...

Tak' It, Man Tak' It

When I was a miller in Fife, Losh! I thought that the sound o' the happer Said, ``Tak' hame a wee flow to your wife, To help to mak' brose to your supper.'' Then my conscience was narrow and pure, But someway by random it rackit; For I lifted twa neivef...

Take Her In Your Arms

Have you seen him on the corner And his lip would reach the pavement. He's been hiding from his razor, Is he not an awful sight? In love he was the purist, How he's frightening our tourists. If he'd gone and asked his father Oh, I'm sure he'd set him ri...

The Banks Of Sweet Dundee

There was a fair young lady so lately I've been told She lived with her uncle, the cause of all her woes; Her uncle had a ploughboy, which Mollie liked quite well And in her uncle's garden their tender love did tell. So early one morning this old man he a...

The Echo Mocks The Corncrake

The lass that I loo'ed first of all Was handsome young and fair Wi' her I spent some happy nichts Alang the banks o' Ayr Wi' her I spent some happy nichts Whaur yon wee burnie rows Whaur the echo mocks the corncrake Amongst the Whinny Knowes We loved...

The Errant Apprentice

When I was a young apprentice and less than compos mentis I took leave of all my senses with a maid I fell in love. Her ringlets so entwined me Aphrodite's smile did blind me Cupid's arrow struck behind me and her father owned a pub. It was there I met...

The Exile Of Erin / Air: I Mo Sheasamh Ar An Tra (As I Stand On The Beach)

THERE came to the beach a poor exile of Erin. The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill; For his country he sighed, when at twilight repairing. To wander alone by the winds beaten hill. But the day-star attracted his eyes sad devotion, For it rose o'er...

The Gaberlunzieman

Oh the pawky auld carle cam o'er the lea Wi' mony guid-e'ens and guid-days tae me Sayin', "Guid wife for your charity Would you lodge a leal poor man?" Laddie wi my tow-ro-ae Well the nicht being cauld, the carle being wat It's doon ayant the ingle he s...

The Gold Claddagh Ring

It being a fine morning, this young man he chose That he'd make occasion to wear his fine clothes And it's down to the glen where the bonnie lassie goes To give her a token of his love, we suppose "Mary, oh Mary, if I could be your man Between you and d...

The Haughs Of Cromdale

As I came in by Auchindoun, A little wee bit frae the town, When to the Highlands I was bound To view the Haughs of Cromdale. I met a man in tartan trews, I spiered at him what was the news, Quo' he, "The Highland army rues That e'er we came to Cromdale...

The Humours Of Whiskey

Let your quacks and newspapers be cutting their capers About curing the vapors the scratch and the gout With their medical potions, their serums and their lotions Upholding their notions, they're mighty put out. Who can tell the true physic to all that's...

The Irish Stranger

Pity the fate of a poor Irish stranger, That wanders so far from his home, That sighs for protection from want, woe, and danger, That knows not from which way for to roam. Yet I'll never return to Hibernia's green bowers, For tyranny tramples the sweetest...

The Lakes Of Pontchartrain

Being on one bright March morning I bid New Orleans adieu And I took the road to Jackson Town My fortune to renew I cursed all foreign money no credit could I gain Which filled my heart with longing for The lakes of Ponchartrain I stepped on board of...

The Land O' The Leal

I'm wearin' awa', Jean Like snaw-wreaths in thaw, Jean, I'm wearin' awa' To the land o' the leal. There 's nae sorrow there, Jean, There 's neither cauld nor care, Jean, The day is aye fair In the land o' the leal. Ye, aye,were leal and true, Jean, Ye...

The Lea-Rig

When o'er the hill the eastern star Tells bughtin time is near, my jo, And owsen frae the furrow'd field Return sae dowf and weary O; Down by the burn, where birken buds Wi' dew are hangin clear, my jo, I'll meet thee on the lea-rig, My ain kind Dearie...

The Man In The Moon

I came from the land of the long grass and gorse I flew with the eagle and I ran with the horse And I played with the wild wind and whistled its tune I ebbed with the ocean and slept in the moon Chorus: And you brought me down gently You brought me down...

The Parish Of Dunkeld

Oh, what a parish, a terrible parish; Oh, what a parish is that o' Dunkeld. They hangit their minister, droon'd their precentor, Dang doun the steeple and fuddled the bell. The steeple was doun but the kirk was still staunin', They biggit a lum whaur the...

The Ramblin' Rover

Oh, there're sober men in plenty, And drunkards barely twenty, There are men of over ninety That have never yet kissed a girl. But gie me a ramblin' rover, And fae Orkney down to Dover. We will roam the country over And together we'll face the world....

They Wounded Old Ireland

Come gather 'round you freeborn men And draw your chairs to mine. And I'll tell you of my country, That you might understand. And of the English armies, That marched in for to stay. Oh that night they wounded Old Ireland, And she's bleeding to this day....

Tibbie Fowler O' The Glen

Tibbie Fowler o' the glen, there's ower mony wooin' at her Tibbie Fowler o' the glen, there's ower mony wooin' at her Ten cam' east and ten cam' west and ten cam' sailin' ower the watter Twa cam' doon yon lang dyke side, there's ower mony wooin' at her Ch...

To The Weaver's Gin Ye Go

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 you right, gang ne'er at night, To the weaver's...

Where Are You (Tonight I Wonder)

Where are you tonight I wonder And where will you be tonight when I cry? Will sleep for you come easy, Though I alone can't slumber Will you welcome in the morning At another man's side? How easy for you the years slipped under And left me a shadow the...

Young Jimmy In Flanders

Will ye go tae Flanders, Young Jimmy-o? Oh will ye go tae Flanders, Young Jimmy-o? There you'll get wine and brandy And medals find and dandy, O will ye go to Flanders, Young Jimmy-o? Oh dinnae go tae Flanders, Young Jimmy-o! Dinnae go tae Flanders, my...