by The Tossers on album The Emerald City
It was 1993 when my own true love and me and put the troubles from our mind So it's cause to celebrate Said your oldest dearest mate Said Johnny come have a drink Before ya's go and leave us al
by The Tossers on album On a Fine Spring Evening
At Arlington at the race outside of town Herself and me were up before the dawn She fixed her hair up and then we headed down On a fine spring morning The car park swelled as far as you could
by The Tossers on album Agony
I’ll take the bucket to the well, Siobhan, oh Siobhan. For to boil your breakfast and to keep the cottage warm. And for the blend your whiskey, so you can drink it here at home, Oh please don&rs
by The Tossers on album Communication And Conviction: Last Seven Years
Have you ever walked the lonesome hills Or heard the curlews cry Or seen the raven black as night Upon a windswept sky To walk the purple heather And hear the west wind cry To know that's where
by The Tossers on album The Emerald City
Here's to a drink with you Early in the mornin' Here's to a drink with you 'Til the rising of the moon Summer is here again On the south side of ChicagoLand Of cards and dice and pubs I sing
by The Tossers on album Communication And Conviction: Last Seven Years
Tim Finnegan lived on Walkin Street, A gentleman Irish mighty odd Well, he had a brogue both rich and sweet, An' to rise in the world he carried a hod Well, he had a bit of a timmlin' way With a lo
by The Tossers on album Communication And Conviction: Last Seven Years
Well on the Fourth of July 1806 We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks For the grand City Hall in New York 'Twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged for
by The Tossers on album The Emerald City
I sat me down, I'm new in town So it's my shout sir, it's my round the children mock me all through town Sticks and stones all over I'm a over drunk or sober I go trampelling this world over A
by The Tossers on album Miscellaneous
What is called Queenstown is called the Cobh of Cork What is called Queenstown is called the Cobh of Cork What is called Queenstown is called the Cobh of Cork What is called Queenstown is called the C
by The Tossers on album Communication And Conviction: Last Seven Years
No, I ain't never lift a shovel In my entire life In my entire life In my entire life I never lift a shovel In my entire life And that's a rule And that's a rule of mine Singin' tura lura laddy As I
by The Tossers on album The Emerald City
My father swore I must give o'er the rambling I done but shoveling coal beside him and Noel ain't my idea of fun FOR I WAS BORN TO MAKE THE RAFTERS ROAR WHERE THE BEER AND WHISKEY FLOW FOREVERM
by The Tossers on album Miscellaneous
Well, I consented to throw a ball And out they all were turning All the wise ones, one and all All the men and women of learning All of learning the lazy ways Of rag men and their brothers Slothful a
by The Tossers on album The Valley Of The Shadow Of Death
"Oh well, out on the road, it's dark and it's cold" Said my mother as she passed by Well, you'll never stick it long enough You're a fool to even try Well, you've gone off with a band of men All addi
by The Tossers on album Purgatory
Well I often walk down to the pub in springtime To take the summer breeze and drink with friends But on the 12th day of September I went down there To the derision of all muslims and Afghans Being as
by The Tossers on album The Emerald City
Oh I drank with Father Dunne last night to the break of dawn Playin' every song we could recite to the break of dawn With a fine young girl upon my knee and a glass of whiskey next to me With
by The Tossers on album Communication And Conviction: Last Seven Years
I'll give to you Paper and pin that's the way that love begins If you will marry marry marry marry if you will marry me Well I don't want your paper and pins if that's how you say that love begins We
by The Tossers on album On a Fine Spring Evening
It's like a meditation when I'm drinking tea With my sisters that I never even knew really I'm trying really hard not to drink no more But I want to drive the wagon through the store My name is Paula
by The Tossers on album On a Fine Spring Evening
I stumbled into Merrion tow to listen to a tune. I fought my way down Grafton by the rising of the moon. I sat on the floor of my poxy room just me and the BBC eating bachelor’s beans out of the tin