by Gaelic Storm on album Miscellaneous
Lemme tell you a little story About a man named Johnny Tarr He was a hard drinking son of a preacher Always at the bar Lager from the tap Or shots of Paddy from the shelf He could open his throttle A
by Gaelic Storm on album Special Reserve
Lemme tell you a little story about a man named Johnny Tarr He was a hard drinking son of a preacher, always at the bar Lager from the tap or shots of Paddy from the shelf He could open his throttle a
by Gaelic Storm on album Tree
Lemme tell you a little story about a man named Johnny Tarr He was a hard drinking son of a preacher, always at the bar Lager from the tap or shots of Paddy from the shelf He could open his throttle a
by Gaelic Storm on album Special Reserve
Lemme tell you a little story about a man named Johnny Tarr He was a hard drinking son of a preacher, always at the bar Lager from the tap or shots of Paddy from the shelf He could open his throttle a
by Gaelic Storm on album Tree
Lemme tell you a little story about a man named Johnny Tarr He was a hard drinking son of a preacher, always at the bar Lager from the tap or shots of Paddy from the shelf He could open his throttle a
by Gaelic Storm on album Tree
Lemme tell you a little story about a man named Johnny Tarr He was a hard drinking son of a preacher, always at the bar Lager from the tap or shots of Paddy from the shelf He could open his throttle a
by Gaelic Storm on album Bring Yer Wellies
Now I'm sure you've heard the sorry tale, of the day when Johnny fell, bet here's a side of the story, boys, you might not know so well When the hullabaloo was over, that night at the Castle Bar myse
by Gaelic Storm on album Chicken Boxer
Whose round, is it anyway? I paid, just the other day. You know that, it's really not that hard, All you got to do is, pull out your credit card. You call yourself a friend of mine, But I am payi
by Gaelic Storm on album Chicken Boxer
Whose round, is it anyway? I paid, just the other day. You know that, it's really not that hard, All you got to do is, pull out your credit card. You call yourself a friend of mine, But I am paying al
by Gaelic Storm on album Gaelic Storm
I'll tell me ma when I gone home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole me comb But that's alright till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She's the belle of Belfast
by Gaelic Storm on album GAELIC STORM
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 all right 'til I go home. She is handsome, she is pretty, She's the belle of Bel
by Gaelic Storm on album Gaelic Storm
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 all right 'til I go home. She is handsome, she is pretty, She's the belle of Bel
by Gaelic Storm on album Gaelic Storm
(Chorus) Whup Jamboree, Whup Jamboree A long-tailed black bird come up behind Whup Jamboree, Whup Jamboree Johnny get your oats me son (Chorus end) The pilot he looked out ahead With a hand on chain
by Gaelic Storm on album GAELIC STORM
(Chorus) Whup Jamboree, Whup Jamboree A long-tailed black bird come up behind Whup Jamboree, Whup Jamboree Johnny get your oats me son (Chorus end) The pilot he looked out ahead With a hand on chain
by Gaelic Storm on album Gaelic Storm
The Diamond is a ship me lads, For the Davis Straits she's bound And the Quay it is all garnished With bonnie lassies round Captain Thompson gives the order To sail the ocean wide Where the sun
by Gaelic Storm on album Gaelic Storm
Gather up the pots and the old tin cans The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran Then run like the devil from the excise man Keep the smoke from rising, Barney Now keep your eyes well peeled
by Gaelic Storm on album Gaelic Storm
Well in the merry month of June, From my home I started, Left the girls of Tuam, Nearly broken hearted, Saluted father dear, Kissed me darlin' mother, Drank a pint of beer, My grief and tears t
by Gaelic Storm on album Gaelic Storm
Fare thee well to Prince's Landing Stage Mersey River, fare thee well well I am bound for California but I know that I'll return someday Chorus: So fare thee well, my own true love When I retu