grupo The Dubliners Irlanda

  Whiskey In The Jar
As I was going over the far fam'd Kerry Mountains, I met wit...

  The Wild Rover
I've been a wild rover for many a year I spent all me money ...

  The Fields Of Athenry
By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling Michae...

  Black Velvet Band
In a neat little town they call Belfast, apprenticed to trad...

  Dublin In The Rare Old Times
Raised on songs and stories Heroes of reknown The passing ta...

  Dirty Old Town
Met my love, by the gas works wall Dreamed a dream, by the o...

  On Raglan Road
On Raglan Road on an autumn day, I saw her first and knew Th...

  Finnegan's Wake
Tim Finnegan lived in Walkin Street, a gentle Irishman, migh...

  Step It Out Mary
verse 1 In the Village of Kildoran, lived a maiden young and...

  The Rose Of Allendale
The moon was bright, the night was clear, no breeze came ove...

  The Last Thing On My Mind
It's a lesson too late for the learnin', made of sand, made ...

  Seven Deadly Sins
Some say that kissin's a sin But tell me how can that be tru...

  Mcalpines Fusiliers
All down the glen came McAlpines men with their shovels slun...

  The Sick Note
Dear Sir, I write this note to you to tell you of me plight ...

  Kelly The Boy From Killane
What's the news, what's the news oh my bold Shelmalier With ...

  Tramps And Hawkers
O come a´ ye tramps and hawker-lads an´ gaitherers o´ bla´ T...

  The Bonny Shoals Of Herring
With our nets and gear we're faring On the wild and wasteful...

  Poor Paddy On The Railway
In eighteen hundred and forty one, me corduroy breeches I pu...

  Molly Maguires
Make way for the Molly Maguires, they're drinkers,...

  The Little Beggarman
I'm a little beggarman, a begging I have been For three scor...

  The Molly Maguires
Make way for the Molly Maguires, they're...

  The Old Alarm Clock
When first I came to London In the year of 39 The city looke...

  Peat Bog Soldiers
Far and wide as the eye can wander, Heath and bog are every ...

  Monto
Well if you got a wing-o, take her up to ring-o, Where the w...

  Quare Bungle Rye
Now Jack was a sailor that roamed round the town And...

  Nelsons Farewell
Oh, poor old Admiral Nelson is no longer in the air. Toora l...

  Auld Orange Flute
In the County Tyrone, near the town of Dungannon, Where many...

 Leaving of Liverpool
Farewell to Prince's Landing Stage River Mersey, fare thee w...

  Johnsons Motor Car
Twas down by Brannigan´s Corner, one morning I did str...

 Eileen Óg
Eileen Óg an’ that the darlin’s name is Through the Barony h...