The Boston Burglar
I was born and raised in Boston A place you all know well Brought up by honest parents The truth to you l’ll tell Brought…
Boston Rose
Now the autumn leaves are falling And the tourists have all gone And the children They have all gone back to school And my life…
Botany Bay (1)
Farewell to your bricks and mortar Farewell to your dirty lies Farewell to your gangers and gang planks And to hell with your overtime For…
Botany Bay (2)
Farewell to old England for ever Farewell to my rum culls as well And farewell to the well known Old Bailey Where I used for…
Bottle Of Smoke
Thanks and praises Thanks to Jesus I bet on the Bottle of Smoke I went to Hell And to the races To bet on the…
Boulavogue
At Boulavogue as the sun was setting On the bright May meadows of Shelmaliar A rebel hand set the heather blazing And brought the neighbours…
Boys From The County Hell
On the first day of March It was raining It was raining worse than anything That I have ever seen I drank ten pints of…
The Boys Of Fairhill
Here’s up them all says the boys of Fairhill The smell on Patrick’s Bridge is wicked How does Father Matthew stick it? Here’s up them…
The Boys Of Killybegs
There are wild and rocky hills on the coast of Donegal And her fishermen are hardy, brave and free And the big Atlantic swell is…
The Boys Of The County Armagh
Theres one fair county in Ireland With memories so glorious and grand Where nature has lavished its bounty On the orchard of Erins green land…
