Winds Of Morning
I’ve walked the hills when rain was falling Rested by a wide oak tree Heard a lark sing high at evening Caught a moonbeam on…
Women Of Ireland
Women, Women of Ireland your glory’s in the shade Your dreams they have gone and decayed The deeds you have done they all went unsung…
Wooloomooloo
On the day that I was born, it was a cold and a frosty morn In the famous suburb known as Woolloomooloo It was down…
The Work Of The Weavers
We’re all met together here to sit and to crack Wi’ our glasses in our hands and our work upon our back There’s nae a…
The Workmans Friend
When things go wrong and will not come right Though you do the best you can When life looks black as the hour of night…
Worms
The worms crawl in and the worms crawl out The ones that go in are lean and thin The ones that crawl out are fat…
The Writing Of ‘Tipperary’
King Edward the Seventh, who some called The Peace Maker Died back in nineteen-and-ten He was buried at Windsor and in the procession rode The…
Ye Jacobites By Name
Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear, lend an ear Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear Ye Jacobites by name yer faults I will…
