TAKE HER UP TO MONTO

Well if you've got a wing-o, take her up to Ring-o

Where the waxies sing-o, all the day

When you've had your fill of porter and you can't go any further

Giveyour man the order: Back to the Quay!

But first go up to Monto, Monto, Monto

First go up to Monto, langeroo, to you!

You've heard about Duke of Gloucester, the dirty old imposter

Took a mot and lost her up in the Furry Glen

He first put on his bowler and then he zipped up his trousers

He whistled for his growler and says 'My man'

Take me up to Monto, Monto, Monto

Take me up to Monto, langeroo, to you!

And when the Czar of Russia and the King of Prussia

Landed in the Phoenix in a big balloon

They asked the Beggarmen to play 'The Wearing of the Green'

But the buggers in the lower they didn't know the tune

So we took them up to Monto, Monto, Monto

We took them up to Monto, langeroo, to you!

MICK MAGUIRE

Oh my name is Mick Maguire and I'll quickly tell to you

Of a young girl I admired one Katie Donoghue

She was fair and fat and forty and believe me when I say

Whenever I'd come in at the door you could hear her mother say

Johnny get up from the fire get up and give your man a seat

Can't you see it's Mick Maguire and he's courtin' your sister Kate

You know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of the town

Ah get out of that ya impudent brat and let Mister Maguire sit down

Well the first time that I met her was at a dance in Donnahadee

I very kindly ask her would she dance a step with me

I asked if I could see her home if she'd be going my way

But whenever I'd come in at the door you could hear the ould one say

Johnny get up from the fire get up and give your man a seat

Can't you see it's Mick Maguire and he's courtin' your sister Kate

You know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of the town

Ah get out of that ya impudent brat and let Mister Maguire sit down

But now that we are married her mammy's changed her mind

Just because I spent the money me father left behind

Now she hasn't got the decency to me time of the day

And whenever I'd come in at the door you could hear her mammy say

Johnny come up to the fire come you're sitting in the draft

Can't you see it's ould Maguire and he nearly drives me daft

Sure I don't know what gets in him and he's always on the tear

So sit where you are and never you dare, give ould Maguire the chair

Auld Lang Syne

(trad. Scotch)

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And never brought to min'?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And days o' lang syne?

(Chorus)

For auld lang syne, my dear,

For auld land syne

We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne.

I'll Tell Me Ma

Irish Version

I'll tell me ma when I go home

The boys won't leave the girls alone

They pull my hair, they steal my comb

But that's all right till I get home

(chorus):She is handsome, she is pretty

She is the belle of Belfast city

She is courting one, two, three

Please, won't you tell me, who is she?

Albert Mooney says he loves her

All the boys are fighting for her

Knock at the door and ring the bell

Saying, oh my true love, are you well?

Out she comes, white as snow

Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes

Old Jenny Murphy says she'll die

If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye

(Chorus)

Let the wind and the rain and the hail go high

Snow come tumbling from the sky

She's as nice as apple pie

She'll get a fellow by and by

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

It's Albert Mooney she loves still

(Chorus)

Date: 2015-12-17; view: 987