Barbara Allen
Michaelmas Day being a day in the year When the green leaves, they were falling Young Johnny Grove…
The Bard Of Armagh
Oh, list to the lay of a poor Irish harper And scorn not the strains of his old…
Barley And Grape Rag
I don’t care if I get arrested ‘Cause tonight they’ll need more than a ball and chain I…
Barnyards Of Delgaty
As I got down to Turra market Turra market for to fee I fell in with a wealthy…
Battle Of The Somme
Rough the wind in the clear day’s dawning Blows the clouds heels for gowdie ow’r the bay But…
Beautiful City
I have sought to discover a haven of rest Where the sun sinks by night in the land…
Beer, Beer, Beer
A long time ago, way back in history When all there was to drink was nothin but cups…
The Bells Of Rhymney
“Oh what will you give me?” Sang the sad bells of Rhymney “Is there hope for the future?”…
