Sean South Of Garryowen
Sad are the homes ’round Garryowen Since lost their giant pride And the banshee cry links every vale…
Seven Deadly Sins
Some say that kissin’s a sin But tell me how can that be true For kissing has been…
Seven Drunken Nights
As I went home on Monday night As drunk as drunk could be I saw a horse outside…
Sez She
“Me loyal subjects” sez she Here’s my best respect, sez she And I’m proud this day, sez she…
The Shamrock Shore
Ye brave young sons of Erin’s Isle I hope you will attend awhile To the wrongs of dear…
Shanagolden
The cold winds from the mountains are calling soft to me The smell of scented heather brings bitter…
Shenandoah
Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you Oh away ye rollin’ river Oh Shenandoah, I long to see…
The Ship’s Coming In
Soft as the morning comes creeping to greet the new day Fierce as an army advancing in battle…
Shoals Of Herring
O, it was a fine and a pleasant day Out of Yarmouth harbour I was faring As a…
Shores Of Americae
I’m bidding farewell to the land of my youth And the home I love so well And the…
The Sick Note
Dear Sir, I write this note to you To tell you of me plight And at the time…
Six Ribbons
If I were a minstrel I’d sing you six love songs To tell the whole world of the…
Skibereen
Oh, father dear I often hear You speak of Erin’s Isle Her lofty scenes, her valleys green Her…
Skye Boat Song
Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing Onward, the sailors cry Carry the lad that’s born…
Slieve Gallon Braes
My name is Joe McGarvey as you might understand I come from Derryginnet and I own a farm…
Slievenamon
Alone, all alone, by the wave washed strand And alone in a crowded hall The hall it is…
Smith Of Bristol
Smith was a Bristol man and a rare old sort was he With his cutlass and his pistols,…
The Soldier’s Song
We’ll sing a song, a soldier’s song With cheering rousing chorus As round our blazing fires we throng…
Song For Ireland
Walking all the day Near tall towers where falcons build their nests Silver winged they fly For they…
Song Of The Celts
There’s a blossom that blows, that scoffs at the snows And it faces root fast the rage of…
Song Of The Iron Road
The Iron road’s a hard road And the work is never ending Working night and day on the…
The Song With No Name
Long years ago I fell in love with a lady proud and fair So passionate were she and…
Sound The Pibroch
Sound the pibroch loud and high Frae John o’ Groats tae Isle o’ Skye Let every clan their…
South Australia (1)
In south Australia I was born Heave away, haul away In south Australia, round Cape Horn We’re bound…
South Australia (2)
In South Australia I was born Heave away, haul away In South Australia, round Cape Horn Bound for…
Spancil Hill
Last night as I lay dreaming Of pleasant days gone by Me mind been bent on rambling To…
The Spanish Lady
As I went out through Dublin City At the hour of twelve in the night Who should I…
The Spinning Wheel
Mellow the moonlight to shine is beginning Close by the window young Eileen is spinning Bent o’er the…
Springhill Disaster
In the town of Springhill, Nova Scotia Down in the dark of the Cumberland mines There’s blood on…
Star Of The County Down
Near Banbridge town in the County Down One morning last July Down a Boreen green came a sweet…
Step It Out Mary
In the village of Kildorey There lived a maiden fair Her eyes they shone like diamonds She had…
Steve O’Donnell’s Wake
Steve O’Donnell was a gentleman So everybody said He was loved by all his friends Both rich and…
Still I Love Him
When I was single I wore a black shawl Now that I’m married, I’ve nothing at all Still…
Streams Of Whiskey
Last night as I slept, I dreamed I met with Behan I shook him by the hand and…
The Streets Of Derry
After the morning there comes an evening And after the evening another day And after a false love…
Streets Of London
Have you seen the old man In the closed-down market Kicking up the papers With his worn out…
Streets Of Sorrow
Oh farewell you streets of sorrow Oh farewell you streets of pain I’ll not return to feel more…
Sullivan’s John
Oh Sullivan’s John, to the road you’ve gone Far away from your native home You’ve gone with a…
The Sun Is Burning
The sun is burning in the sky Strands of cloud go slowly drifting by In the park the…
Sunday Driver
Well I’ve been a Sunday driver noo for many’s a happy year I’ve never had my Morris Minor…
Surrounded By Water
They say that the lakes of Killarney are fair That no stream like the Liffey can ever compare…
