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Londonderry Air

Traditional Irish Folk Melody Words by F. E. Weatherly (1848-1929)

2

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Traditional Irish Folk Song

BLACK VELVET BAND

5

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Traditional Irish Folk Song

2

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4. Then Maggie O’Connor took up the job, “Oh Biddy,” says she, “you’re wrong, I’m sure.” Biddy, she gave her a belt in the gob And left her sprawlin’ on the floor. And then the war did soon engage, ’Twas woman to woman and man to man. Shillelaigh law was all the rage, And a row and ruction soon began.

Chorus

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Traditional Irish Folksong

GIRL I LEFT BEHIND ME

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Cockles and Mussels

Traditional Irish Melody

MOLLY MALONE

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Liberamente


SEVEN DRUNKEN NIGHTS

3

5

1. Well, as I2.-5.

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came(See additional lyrics)

home on Mon day- night, as drunk as drunk could be,

F/C

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mf

saw’r

C

a horse out side- the door where my

G7

old horse should be. So, I

called

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the wife and I said to her, “Will ya kind

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who


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7

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9

12

15

owns

C

that horse out side- the door where my

G7

old horse should be?”

C

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you’re drunk,

C

you’re drunk, you sil ly- old fool, un -

til you can not- see.

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21

24

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man

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2. Now, as I came home on Tuesday night, As drunk as drunk could be, I saw’r a coat behind the door Where my old coat should be. So I called the wife and I said to her, “Will ya kindly tell to me, Who owns that coat behind the door Where my old coat should be?”

Chorus 2 Ah, you’re drunk, you’re drunk you silly old fool, till you cannot see. That’s a lovely blanket that me mother sent to me. Well, many’s the day I traveled a hundred miles or more, But buttons on a blanket sure I never seen before.

3. And as I went home on Wednesday night, As drunk as drunk could be, I saw’r a pipe upon the chair Where my old pipe should be, I called the wife and I said to her, “Will ya kindly tell to me, Who owns that pipe upon the chair Where my old pipe should be?”

Chorus 3 Ah, you’re drunk, you’re drunk you silly old fool, still you cannot see. And that’s a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me. Well, and many’s the day I’ve traveled a hundred miles or more, But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never seen before.

4. And as I went home on Thursday night, As drunk as drunk as could be, I saw’r two boots beneath the bed Where my two boots should be. I called the wife and I said to her, “Will ya kindly tell to me, Who owns those boots beneath the bed Where my old boots should be?”

Chorus 4 Ah, you’re drunk, you’re drunk you silly old fool, until you cannot see. And that’s me lovely geranium pots me mother sent to me. Well, it’s many’s the day I’ve traveled a hundred miles or more, But laces on a geranium pot I never seen before.

5. And as I went home on Friday night, As drunk as drunk could be, I saw’r a head upon the bed Where my old head should be. So, I called the wife and I said to her, “Will ya kindly tell to me, Who owns that head upon the bed Where my old head should be?”

Chorus 5 Ah, you’re drunk, you’re drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see. That’s a baby boy that me mother sent to me. Hey, it’s many’s the day I’ve traveled a hundred miles or more, But a baby boy with whiskers on I never seen before.

Moderato


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