Ireland’s Call
AMHRÁN NA gCUPÁN (The Cup Song)
Come the day and come the hour
Tá an ticéad a’am don bhealach fada
Come the power and the glory
Dhá bhuid éa luisce don thuras
We have come to answer
Our Country's call
From the four proud provinces of Ireland
Is ba bhreá liom car’bheith
Éin dí liom
Mé ag fágáil amárach, mbeidh túliom?
Ireland, Ireland
Together standing tall
Shoulder to shoulder
Curfá
We'll answer Ireland's call
Nuair ‘támé imithe
From the mighty Glens of Antrim
From the rugged hills of Galway
Nuair ‘támé imithe
Aireoidh tú uait mé ‘s gan mé ann
From the walls of Limerick
Aireoidh tú uait mé ‘s m’aoibh
And Dublin Bay
Aireoidh tú uait mé ‘chuile thaobh Ó
From the four proud provinces of Ireland
Aireoidh ú uait mé ‘s gan mé ann
Hearts of steel
And heads unbowing
Vowing never to be broken
We will fight, until we
Tá an ticéad ‘am don bhealach fada
Tá an saol mór‘fanacht liom
Can fight no more
Meas cna sléibhte, taobh na habhann
From the four proud provinces of Ireland
Ait a bhíonn an t-aerbreáúr
Beidh sé I bhfad níos fearr leat a stóir
"A Place In The Choir"
All God's creatures got a place in the choir
Some sing low and some sing higher,
Some sing out loud on a telephone wire,
Some just clap their hands, or paws, or anything they've got now X2
Listen to the bass, it's the one on the bottom
Where the bullfrog croaks and the hippopotamus
Moans and groans with a big t'do
And the old cow just goes moo.
The dogs and the cats they take up the middle
While the honeybee hums and the cricket fiddles,
The donkey brays and the pony neighs
And the old gray badger sighs...
*Chorus*
I’ll me Ma
I'll tell my ma when I get home,
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair and stole my comb
But that's all right till I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty,
She is the Belle of Belfast city
She is a courtin' one, two, three,
Please won't you tell me who is she
Albert Mooney says he loves her,
All the boys are fightin' for her
Knock at the door, ring at the bell,
Saying oh my true love, are you well
Listen to the top where the little bird sings
On the melodies and the high notes ringing,
And the hoot owl cries over everything
And the blackbird disagrees.
Out she comes as white as snow,
Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
Ould Johnny Murphy says he'll die
If he doesn't get the girl with the roving eye
Singing in the night time, singing in the day,
When little duck quacks, and he's on his way.
And the otter hasn't got very much to say
And the porcupine talks to himself
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come travellin' through the sky
She's as sweet as apple pie,
She'll get her own lad by and by
*Chorus*
It's a simple song a little song everywhere
By the ox and the fox and the grizzly bear,
The dopey alligator and the the hawk above,
The sly old weasel and the turtle dove.
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma when she gets home
Let them all come as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still
Wagon Wheel
Headed down south to the land of the pines
And I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline
Starin' up the road
Pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours
Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I'm a hopin' for Raleigh
I can see my baby tonight
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel
Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south-bound train
Hey mama rock me
Runnin' from the cold up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time stringband
My baby plays the guitar
I pick a banjo now
Oh, the North country winters keep a gettin' me now
Lost my money playin' poker so I had to up and leave
But I ain't a turnin' back
To livin' that old life no more
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel
Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south-bound train
Hey mama rock me
Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke
I caught a trucker out of Philly
Had a nice long toke
But he's a headed west from the Cumberland Gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee