The H-Block song

I am a proud young Irishman 
From Ulster's hill my life began 
A happy boy through green fields ran 
And I kept God's and man's laws 
But when my age was barely ten 
My country's wrongs were told again 
By tens of thousands marching men 
And my heart stared to their cause.

 
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So I'll wear no convict's uniform 
Nor meekly serve my time 
That Britain might brand Ireland's fight 
800 Years of crime 

I learned of centuries of strife 
Of cruel laws injustice rife 
And I saw now in my own young life 
The fruits of foreign sway 
Protesters threatened, tortured, maimed 
Divisions nurtured passions flamed 
Outrage prevoked rights cause defamed 
This is the conqueror's ways 

chorus

Descendant's of proud Connaught clan 
Concannon served cruel Britain's paln 
Man's inhumanity to man 
Had spawned a trusty slave 
No strangers are thses bolts and locks 
No new design these dark H-Blocks 
Cruel Cromwell lives while Mason stalks 
The bully taunts the brave 

chorus

Does Britain need one thousand years 
Of protest, riots, death and tears 
Or will this last decade of fears 
Of eighty decades spell 
An end to Ireland's agony 
New hope for human dignity 
And will the last obscenity 
Be this grim H-Block cell 

chorus
  
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Home to Donegal

The lights of London, are far behind
The thoughts of homeland are crowding my mind
Familiar places, come in to view
I see my home now, soon I'll see you

We'll talk to the old folk, for they're getting on
And treat them to late nights and sing a few songs
We'll talk of the neighbours, and life in the town
There's so much to tell there, the days fly around

This is my homeland,the place I was born in
No matter where I go it's in my soul
My feet may wander a thousand places
But my heart will lead me back home to my Donegal

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And then tomorrow we'll take a walk
Down to St. Marys to a sheltered spot
We'll kneel and pray there
For the ones that’re gone
And hope they're proud of, their wandering son

Chorus...This is my homeland etc..

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HOLY GROUND, THE

Fare thee well, my lovely Dinah, a thousand times adieu.
We are bound away from the Holy Ground 
and the girls we love so true.
We'll sail the salt seas over and we'll return once more,
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
You're the girl that I adore,
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.

Now when we're out a-sailing and you are far behind
Fine letters will I write to you with the secrets of my mind,
The secrets of my mind, my girl, you're the girl that I adore,
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
You're the girl that I adore,
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.

Oh now the storm is raging and we are far from shore;
The poor old ship she's sinking fast and the riggings they are tore.
The night is dark and dreary, we can scarcely see the moon,
But still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
You're the girl that I adore,
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.

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It's now the storm is over and we are safe on shore
We'll drink a toast to the Holy Ground and the girls that we adore.
We'll drink strong ale and porter and we'll make the taproom roar,
And when our money is all spent we'll go to sea once more.
You're the girl that I adore,
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.

 
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Her Name Is Nancy

Oh the girl that I love, her name is Nancy
She's small & she's neat, she's the girl I do fancy
I met her one night while out marquee dancing
I knew she was nice, all the lads they were glancing

Well I asked her name as we danced 'round the floor
I knew by her eye we'd soon head for the door
I asked her the next dance she give it to me
By the end of the night in my arms she would be

Chorus

Well she lived up by-road by the side of the mountain
And my love for her it flowed like a fountain
I kissed that night by the end of house
Then she took off her shoes and crept in like a mouse

Chorus

After six months, I did propose
Her father got vexed and he burst in me nose
Her mother she liked me, she 'twas alright
Then Nancy's eyes opened wide with delight

Chorus

For twenty-five years, now we've been together
In good times in bad times tro' all kinds of weather
She gave me four big sons, they're so good you see
And a daughter, God help her, she's the image of me

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HILLS OF CONNEMARA
midi

Chorus:
Gather up the pots and the old tin cans
The mash, the corn, the barley and the bran
Run like the devil from the excise man
Keep the smoke from rising, Barney

Keep your eyes well peeled today
The excise men are on their way
Searching for the mountain tay
In the hills of Connemara

Swinging to the left, swinging to the right
The excise men will dance all night
Drinkin' up the tay till the broad daylight
In the hills of Connemara

Chorus

A gallon for the butcher and a quart for John
And a bottle for poor old Father Tom
Just to help the poor old dear along
In the hills of Connemara

Stand your ground, for it's too late
The excise men are at the gate
Glory be to Paddy, but they're drinkin' it straight
In the hills of Connemara

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HOW ARE THINGS IN GLOCCA MORRA
midi

How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down to Donny-cove?
Through Killybegs, Kilkerry and Kildare?
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that willow tree still weeping there?
Does that laddie with the twinklin' eye
Come whistlin' by and does he walk away
Sad and dreamy there not to see me there?
So I ask each weepin' willow
And each brook along the way
And each lad that comes a'whistlin'
Too-ra-lay
How are things in Glocca Morra
This fine day?
 
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