by Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings on album Dap Dippin' with Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings
Hey, Band What, Mickey Did you hear about the new epidemic going around Every man, woman, and child is catching it It’s spreading from town to town It’s called the dap dip And they say you g
by The Heavy feat. The Dap-Kings Horns on album You Don't Know - Ninja Cuts
She want everything She want the Gucci and the Louis Vuittons All the Juicy and Canary Blue She want the kind of things that go in style And she won't give it up Until you give her just about enough
by The Heavy feat. The Dap-Kings Horns on album That Kind Of Man
by The High Kings on album The High Kings
Of all the money that e'er I had I spent it in good company And all the harm I've ever done Alas, it was to none but me And all I've done for want of wit To memory now I can't recall So fill to me th
by The High Kings on album The High Kings
In a neat little town they call Belfast Apprenticed to trade I was bound Oh many an hour's sweet happiness Have I spent in that neat little town But a sad misfortune came over me Which caused me to s
by The High Kings on album The High Kings
Of all the money that e'er I had I spent it in good company And all the harm I've ever done Alas, it was to none but me And all I've done for want of wit To memory now I can't recall So fill to me th
by The High Kings on album The High Kings
(after each verse): And it's no, nay, never No, nay, never, no more Will I play the wild rover No, never, no more I've been a wild rover for many's a year And I've spent all me money on whiskey and b
by The High Kings on album The High Kings
A hungry feeling came o'er me stealing And the mice were squealing in my prison cell And the old triangle went jingle jangle All along the banks of the royal canal To begin the morning the screw was
by The High Kings on album The High Kings
In the merry month of June from me home I started* Left the girls of Tuam nearly broken hearted, Saluted Father dear, kissed me darling mother, Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother, The
by The High Kings on album The High Kings
I am a little beggarman, a-begging I have been For three score or more in this little isle of green I'm known from the Liffey down to Segue And I'm known by the name of old Johnny Dhu Of all the trad
by The High Kings on album The High Kings
In the merry month of June, From my home I started, Left the girls of Tuam, Nearly broken hearted, Saluted me father dear, Kissed me darling mother, Drank a pint of beer, My grief and tears to smother
by Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings on album Dap Dippin' with Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings
Hungry man got to eat Ah, the working man got to get off his feet Oooh, the lazy man got to stay in bed Ah, the hazy man got to straighten out his head Work it out Work it out Got to be ... th
by Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings on album I Learned the Hard Way
So many times I've played the game of love But it always ends in vain I'm back in the ring with my boxing gloves So I'm gonna feel some pain Now, how many times can I lose this game of love? I had a
by Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings on album I Learned the Hard Way
So many times I've played the game of love But it always ends in vain I'm back in the ring with my boxing gloves So I'm gonna feel some pain Now, how many times can I lose this game of love? I had a
by Sharon Jones & The Dap-Kings on album I Learned the Hard Way (Bonus Version)
So many times I've played the game of love But it always ends in vain I'm back in the ring with my boxing gloves So I'm gonna feel some pain Now, how many times can I lose this game of love? I had a
by The High Kings on album Decade: Best of The High Kings
Of all the money that e'er I had I spent it in good company And all the harm I've ever done Alas, it was to none but me And all I've done for want of wit To memory now I can't recall So fill to me th
by The High Kings on album Decade: Best of The High Kings
In the merry month of June, From my home I started, Left the girls of Tuam, Nearly broken hearted, Saluted me father dear, Kissed me darling mother, Drank a pint of beer, My grief and tears to smother