| 1. Christy Moore - The Streets Of London |
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Have you seen the old man in the closed down market Kicking up the papers with his worn out shoes In his eyes you see no pride, hand held loosely...
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| 2. Christy Moore - Nancy Spain |
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Of all the stars that ever shone Not one does twinkle like your pale blue eyes Like golden corn at harvest time your hair Sailing in my boat the...
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| 3. Christy Moore - North And South Of The River |
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I want to reach out over the lough And feel your hand across the water Walk with you along an unapproved road Not looking over my shoulder I...
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| 4. Christy Moore - Ride On |
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True you ride the finest horse I have ever seen Standing sixteen, one or two, with eyes wild and green And you ride the horse so well, hands light...
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| 5. Christy Moore - Voyage |
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I am a sailor, you're my first mate We signed on together, we coupled our fate Hauled up our anchor, determined not to fail For the hearts...
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| 6. Christy Moore - Black Is The Colour |
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Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like some roses fair She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands And I love the...
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| 7. Christy Moore - Ordinary Man |
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I'm an ordinary man, nothing special nothing grand I've had to work for everything I own I never asked for a lot, I was happy with what I got ...
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| 8. Christy Moore - All I Remember |
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I was lured by the rocking horse Sweets and the bualadh bos Fifty wild boys to a room Sing lámh, lámh eile, the dish ran away with the spoon ...
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| 9. Christy Moore - Natives |
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For all of our languages we can't communicate For all of our native tongues we're all natives here Sons of their fathers' dream the same dream ...
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| 10. Christy Moore - Aisling |
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See the bright new moon is rising, Above the land of black and green Hear the rebels voices calling, I will not die 'till you bury me The aunt...
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| 11. Christy Moore - City Of Chicago |
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To the City of Chicago, As the evening shadows fall, There are people dreaming, Of the hills of Donegal. Eighteen forty seven, Was the year it...
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| 12. Christy Moore - Delirium Tremens |
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I dreamt a dream the other night I couldn't sleep a wink The rats were tryin' to count the sheep and I was off the drink There were footsteps in...
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| 13. Christy Moore - The Craic Was Ninety In The Isle Of Man |
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Well weren't we the rare oul stock spent the evenin' gettin' locked up in the ace o' hearts where the high stools were engaging over the butt...
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| 14. Christy Moore - Don't Forget Your Shovel |
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Don't forget your shovel if you want to go to work. oh don't forget your shovel if you want to go to work. don't forget your shovel if you want to...
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| 15. Christy Moore - The Lakes Of Ponchartrain |
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It was one fine March morning, I bid New Orleans adieu And I took the road to Jacksontown, and my fortune to renew. I cursed all foreign money, no...
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