Bedlam Boys For to see my Tom of Bedlam, 10,000 miles I'd travel Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes, to save her shoes from gravel. Chorus Still I sing bonnie boys, bonnie mad boys, Bedlam boys are bonnie For they all go bare and they live by the air, and they want no drink nor money. I went down to Satin's kitchen, for to beg me food one morning There I got souls piping hot, all on the spit a turning. Chorus There I picked up a cauldron, Where boiled 10,000 harlots Though full of flame I drank the same, to the health of all such varlets. Chorus My staff has murdered giants, my bag a long knife carries For to cut mince pies from children's thighs, with which to feed the fairies. Chorus Spirits white as lightning, shall on my travels guide me The moon would quake and the stars would shake, when' ere they espied me. Chorus No gypsy slut nor doxy, shall win my Mad Tom from me I'll weep all night, the stars I'll fight, the fray will well become me. Chorus It's when next I have murdered, the Man-In-The-Moon to powder His staff I'll break, his dog I'll bake, they'll howl no demon louder. Chorus So drink to Tom of Bedlam, he'll fill the seas in barrels I'll drink it all, all brewed with gall, with Mad Maudlin I will travel. Chorus

The Queen Of Argyle Gentlemen it is my duty to inform you of one beauty, Though I ask of you a favor, not to seek her for a while; For I own she is a creature of character and feature, No words can paint the picture of the Queen of all Argyll. Chorus And if you could have seen her there, boys if you had just been there, The swan was in her movement and the morning in her smile, All the roses in the garden would bow and ask her pardon For not one could match the beauty of the Queen of all Argyle Chorus On the evening that I mention I walked with light intention To a part of our dear country known for beauty and for style, Being a place of noble thinkers, of scholars and great drinkers, But above them all, for splendor, shown the Queen of all Argyle. Chorus Now me lads I needs must leave you, my intention not to grieve you, Nor would I deceive you, so I'll seek you in a while, I must find some way to gain her, to court her and to tame her, For I fear my heart's in danger of the Queen of all Argyle. Chorus

Amarillis' Secret Johnny loved Amarillis', and his heart was for nobody else She gave her love to him freely, and into his arms she would melt He'd say Amarillis', I love you, and I would die for you The moments that they spent together, were the moments they’d never forget And the times when her husband was present Johnny's eyes filled with tears of regret Saying Amarillis', I love you, and I would die for you Well a murder most foul was committed on a night in which they spent alone Johnny would not be acquitted, for her honor should stand on it's on He said Amarillis', I love you, and I would die for you Johnny an innocent man would not tell the judge where he had been For Amarillis' would surely be fitted with a letter as scarlet as sin He said Amarillis', I love you, and I would die for you Johnny will hang on this morning Amarillis' will cry on this day The hangman he ask without warning, do you have any last words to say He whispers Amarillis', I love you, and I will die for you Now, Amarillis', she walks through the graveyard, In a veil that's the deepest of black She'd give up all of her riches if she could have dear Johnny back She cries Johnny, oh I love you, and I would die for you She cries Johnny, oh I love you, I would gladly trade my honor for you

Saint Brendon's Faire Isle When I was a lad on the Emerald Isle, I heard many stories both lovely and wild. About the great dragons and monsters that be, That swallows the ships as they sail on the sea. I was an artist with canvas and paints, I sailed with Saint Brendan and his jolly saints. We told the good people, "Goodbye for a while," As we sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle, fair isle, We sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle. We been on the ocean for ninety-four days, We came to a spot where the sea was ablaze. Those demons from Hades was dancing with glee, And burning the sailors alive on the sea. Then Saint Brendan walked on the blistering waves, He threw all the demons right back to their caves, And all of the saints wore a heavenly smile, As we sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle, fair isle, We sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle. One night while the brethren were lying asleep, A great dragon came up from under the deep. He thundered and lightning and made a great din; He awakened Saint Brendan and all of his men. The dragon came on with his mouth open wide. He threw in a cross and the great dragon died. We skinned him and cooked him and feasted awhile, As we sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle, fair isle, We sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle. And when we came onto that beautiful land. We took of our shoes and we walked on the sand. We took up our longbows and killed us a bull. We cooked it right up and we ate till were full. And after a while we were singing this song, We noticed the island was moving along. We ate and we drank and we rode in high style, As we sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle, fair isle, We sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle. Now Brendan said, "Boys, this is much to my wish! "We ride on the back of the world's biggest fish! "Hold fast to the rope that is pulling the ship, "We'll need it some day if this fish takes a dip!" We sailed every ocean, we sailed every sea, We sailed every spot that a sailor could be. In forty-four days we sailed ten million miles, As we sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle, fair isle, We sailed for Saint Brendan's fair isle.

Dark Lady A fierce one-eyed man named Baron LaBonne A meaner pirate had never been known And he sailed on the Dark Lady A ship strong and sound with a perilous crew And high on the mast the skull and bones flew Fleet and swift was the Dark Lady And every night the Baron would drink a toast He'd say, "Here's to my lovely lady host! My one true love." "Hear, hear!" the crew replied And the Dark Lady sighed. A rich Spanish galleon was spotted one night The Dark Lady's crew prepared for the fight Clash of swords.... No Spaniards survived it. Except for the maiden with dark eyes so bold Found in the hull with the jewels and the gold LaBonne laughed and took her for ransom. And every night the Baron would drink a toast He'd say, "Here's to our lovely lady host! My one true love." "Hear, hear!" the crew replied And the Dark Lady sighed. The girl Carlotta was a beauty quite rare With each passing night LaBonne couldn't bear His empty bed. He brought her to it. The Baron soon found he felt more than desire His love for her grew and his soul filled with fire He proclaimed that they would marry. That night the Baron drank with jubilee. He said "Here's to my lovely bride to be! My one true love.." "Hear, hear !" the crew replied, And the Dark Lady cried. The following night a storm brewed at sea The Dark Lady saw her chance to be free Of her rival, the beauty Carlotta. The ship steered herself to the heart of the gale Where a wave swept the maiden out over the rail Sweet revenge on an unfaithful lover. That night the Lady drank a toast. She said, "Here's to your lovely lady host! Your one true love.." No voices replied And the Dark Lady smiled. And now any night when a storm fills the sky They say that a ghost ship sails in its eye Fleet and swift is the Dark Lady A ship strong and sound with a perilous crew. And high on the mast the skull and bones flew While the captain gazes out to sea. And every night the Baron must drink a toast He says, "Here's to our lovely lady host! My one true love." "Hear, hear!" the ghost crew replies And the Dark Lady smiles.

Wind and Rain When that I was and a little tiny boy, With heigh-ho, the wind and the rain, A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day. Chorus With heigh-ho, the wind and the rain, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estate, 'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate. Chorus But when I came alas to wive, By swaggering could I never thrive. Chorus But when I came unto my beds, The toss-pots still had drunken heads. Chorus A great while ago, the world began, With heigh-ho, the wind and the rain, But that's all one, our song is done, And we'll strive to please you every day.

Johnny Jump-up Let me tell you a story that happened to me One day as I went down to Youghal by the sea The day it was hot, the sun it was warm Says I "A quick pint wouldn't do any harm" Well I went in and I asked for a bottle of stout Says the barman to me, "All the beer's all sold out Try whiskey, try Paddy, ten years in the wood" Says I, "I'll try cider; I've heard that it's good." Chorus Oh never, oh never, oh never again If I live to be a hundred or a hundred and ten Well I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up After drinking a quart of that Johnny-Jump-Up After leavin' the third I went back to the yard Where I bumped into Brophy the big civic guard; "Come 'ere to me lad don't you know I'm the law?" Well I upped with me fist and I shattered his jaw. He fell to the ground with his knees doubled up It wasn't I'd hit him, t'was the Johnny Jump-Up The next thing that I saw down at Youghal by the Sea Was a cripple on crutches and he said to me. "I'm afeard for me life I'll be hit by a cart Won't you help me on over to the longshoremen's bar?" After drinkin' a quart of that cider so sweet He threw down his crutches and he danced in the street. Chorus Well I went down to Bedlam a friend for to see, They call it the Madhouse near Cork by the Sea But when I got there sure the truth I do tell They had the poor bugger locked up in a cell Now the jailor he said, "Say these word if you can: 'Around the rugged rock the ragged rascal ran." "Tell them I'm not crazy, tell them I'm not mad 'Twas only a sup of the bottle I had. Chorus A man died in the Union by the name of M'Crack They washed him, they laid him outside on his back And after O'Connor his measurements did take His wife took him home for a bloody fine wake About twelve o'clock and the beer it was high When the corpse he sits up and says he with a sigh "I can't get to heaven, they won't let me up 'Till I bring them a quart of Johnny Jump-Up Chorus

Kilkelly Kilkelly, Ireland, 1860, my dear and loving son John Your good friend schoolmaster Pat McNamara's so good As to write these words down. Your brothers have all gone to find work in England, The house is so empty and sad The crop of potatoes is sorely infected, A third to a half of them bad. And your sister Bridget and Patrick O'Donnell Are going to be married in June. Mother says not to work on the railroad And be sure to come on home soon. Kilkelly, Ireland, 1870, my dear and loving son John Hello to your Mrs. and to your 4 children, May they grow healthy and strong. Michael has got in a wee bit of trouble, I suppose that he never will learn. Because of the dampness there's no turf to speak of And now we have nothing to burn. And Bridget is happy; you've named a child for her Although she's got six of her own. You say you found work, but you don't say What kind or when you will be coming home. Kilkelly, Ireland, 1880, dear Michael and John, my sons I'm sorry to give you the very sad news That your dear old mother has gone. We buried her down at the church in Kilkelly, Your brothers and Bridget were there. You don't have to worry, she died very quickly, Remember her in your prayers. And it's so good to hear that Michael's returning, With money he's sure to buy land For the crop has been poor and the people Are selling at any price that they can. Kilkelly, Ireland, 1890, my dear and loving son John I suppose that I must be close now on eighty, It’s thirty years since you've gone. Because of all of the money you send me, I'm still living out on my own. Michael has built himself a fine house And Bridget's daughters have grown. Thank you for sending your family picture, They’re lovely young women and men. You say that you might even come for a visit, What joy to see you again. Kilkelly, Ireland, 1892, my dear brother John I'm sorry I didn't write sooner to tell you, That father passed on. He was living with Bridget, she says he was cheerful And healthy right down to the end. Ah, you should have seen him play with The grandchildren of Pat McNamara, your friend. And we buried him alongside of mother, Down at the Kilkelly churchyard. He was a strong and a feisty old man, Considering his life was so hard. And it's funny the way he kept talking about you, He called for you in the end. Oh, why don't you think about coming to visit, We’d all love to see you again.

McPherson's Farewell Fareweel, ye dungeons dark and strong, fareweel, Fareweel tae thee. McPherson’s time will nae be lang, on yonder gallows tree. Chorus Sae rantin'ly, sae wantonly, sae dauntin'ly gaed he He played a tune and danced it roon', below the gallows tree. 'Twas by a woman's treacherous hand, that I was condemned to dee. Below a ledge at a window she stood, and a blanket she threw o'er me. Chorus The Laird o' Grant, that hieland sant, that first laid hands on me, He played the cause on Peter Broon, tae let MacPherson free. Chorus Untie these bands frae off my hands, and gie to me my sword. There's no' a man in all Scotland, but I'll brave him at a word. Chorus There's some come here tae see me hanged, and some to buy my fiddle. But before I do part wi' her, I'll brak her thro' the middle. Chorus He took the fiddle in both of his hands, and he broke it o'er a stone. Says,"There's nae ither hand shall play on thee, when I am dead and gone." Chorus O little did my mother think, when first she cradled me, That I would turn a rovin' boy, and die on the gallows tree. Chorus The reprieve was comin' o'er the brig o' Banf, tae let McPherson free, But they pit the clock a quarter before, and hanged him tae the tree. Chorus

Whiskey in the Jar As I was going over the far famed Kerry Mountain’s I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced me pistol, and then produced me rapier. Sayin' stand and deliver, for I am your bold deceiver, Chorus musha ringm darram adar, whack for the daddy 'ol Whack for the daddy 'ol, there's whiskey in the jar. I counted out his money, and it made a pretty penny. I put it in my pocket and I took it home to Jenny. She smiled and she swore, that she never would deceive me, But the devil take the women, for they never can be easy Chorus I went into me chamber, for to take a slumber, I dreamt of gold and jewels and sure it was no wonder. For Jenny took my charges and she filled them up with water, And sent for captain Ferrell to be ready for the slaughter. Chorus It was early in the morning, before I rose to travel, The guards were all around me and likewise captain Ferrell. I first produced me pistol, for she stole away me rapier, I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken. Chorus If anyone can aid me, it's me brother in the army, I think that he is stationed in Cork or in Killarney. And if he'll come and join me, we'll go roving in Kilkenny, And I swear he'll treat me better than me darling sporting Jenny Chorus Now some take delight in the hurlin' and the bowling, Others take delight in the carriages a rollin'. But I take delight in the juice of the barley, And courting ren faire wenches in the morning oh so early Chorus