Lyrics results 71 - 80 of 84 for mcdermott
71. John Mcdermott - The Faded Coat Of Blue
My brave lad sleeps in his faded coat of blue; In a lonely grave unknown lies the heart that beat so true He sank faint and hungry among the famish'd brave And they laid him sad and lonely within his nameless grave No more the...
72. John Mcdermott - The Last Rose Of Summer
'Tis the last rose of summer, Left blooming alone, All her lovely companions Are faded and gone; No flower of her kindred, No rosebud is nigh To reflect back her blushes Or give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave th...
73. John Mcdermott - The Rose Of Tralee
The pale moon was rising above the green mountain, The sun was declining beneath the blue sea; When I strayed with my love to the pure crystal fountain, That stands in the beautiful Vale of Tralee. She was lovely and fair as the r...
74. John Mcdermott - No Change In Me
You could shoot off a cannon down the middle of Bond and attract no attention in downtown St. John's This getting nowhere is getting to me Wondering where can you go to be all you can be No regular Joe wants to pull...
75. John Mcdermott - Lachin Y Gair
Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses! In you let the minions of luxury rove; Restore me the rocks where the snow-flake reposes, Though they are scared to freedom and love: Yet, Caledonia; beloved are thy mountains, Rou...
76. John Mcdermott - The Spanish Lady
The Spanish Lady : To Ming and family As I went down through Dublin City At the hour of twelve at night Who should I spy but a Spanish Lady Washing her feet by candlelight First she washed them then she dried them Ove...
77. John Mcdermott - Mary Of Argyle
I have heard the Mavis singing his love song to the moon I have seen the dewdrop clinging to the rose just nearly born But a sweeter song has cheer'd me at the evening's gentle close And I've seen an eye still brighter ...
78. John Mcdermott - Somewhere A Child Is Sleeping
The snow is softly falling The night is cold and grey The forests fields and mountains Await the coming day One star outshines the others So bright as if to say This is a special morning A child was born on Christmas ...
79. John Mcdermott - Ye Banks And Braes Of Bonnie Doon
Ye Banks and Braes O' Bonnie Doon How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I'm sae weary, fu' o' care! Y'ell break my heart, ye warbling bird, That wantons through the flow'ring thorn Ye ...
80. John Mcdermott - The Bard Of Armaugh
Oh! List to the strains of a poor Irish harper And scorn not the strings from his poor withered hand; Oh remember his fingers could once move more sharper To raise up the memory of his dear native land. At fair or at wake I w...
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