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1. |
A Lively Start
02:45
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2. |
Rare Old Mountain Dew
02:25
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Rare Old Mountain Dew
Oh the grasses grow and the waters flow in a free and easy way
But give me enough of the rare old stuff that's grown near Galway Bay
Come policeman all from Donegal, Sligo and Leitrim too
we'll give 'em a slip and we'll take a sip of the rare old mountain dew
Skiddle ay di diddle dum Skiddle ay di diddle dum
Skiddle ay di diddle dum dey
Skiddle ay di diddle dum Skiddle ay di diddle dum
Skiddle ay di diddle dum dey
At the top of the hill, theres a neat little still
Where the smoke it curls up to the sky
With the smoke & the smell you can plainly tell
There's a poitín brewery near by
For it fills the air with a perfume rare,
That betwixt both me and you
And off we'll roll, and take a bowl,
Of the rare auld mountain dew
Skiddle ay di diddle dum Skiddle ay di diddle dum
Skiddle ay di diddle dum dey
Skiddle ay di diddle dum Skiddle ay di diddle dum
Skiddle ay di diddle dum dey
And learned men that use the pen
They sing your praises high
That sweet poitín from Ireland green
distilled from wheat and rye
Through away your pills, it'll cure all ills,
A Pagan, Christian or Jew
Take off your coat and grease your throat
with the rare auld mountain dew
Skiddle ay di diddle dum Skiddle ay di diddle dum
Skiddle ay di diddle dum dey
Skiddle ay di diddle dum Skiddle ay di diddle dum
Skiddle ay di diddle dum dey
Skiddle ay di diddle dum Skiddle ay di diddle dum
Skiddle ay di diddle dum dey
Skiddle ay di diddle dum Skiddle ay di diddle dum
Skiddle ay di diddle dum dey
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3. |
Black Velvet Band
04:07
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In a neat little town they call Belfast apprentice to trade I was bound
And many an hour of sweet happiness I spent in that neat little town
Until bad misfortune came over me and caused me to stray from the land
far away from my friends and relations, I's betrayed by the Black Velvet Band
Her eyes they shown like diamonds, You'd think her the queen of the land
And her hair it hung over her shoulders, Tied up with a Black Velvet Band
Well I went out strolling one evening, not meaning to go very far
And I met with a fickle young damsel she was plying her trade at the bar
When a watch she took from a customer and slipped it right into my hand
And the law it came and arrested me I's betrayed but the Black Velvet Band
Her eyes they shown like diamonds, You'd think her the queen of the land
And her hair it hung over her shoulders, Tied up with a Black Velvet Band
And this morning before judge and jury a trial I had to appear
And the judge he says me young fellow the case against you is quite clear
And seven long years is your sentence, you're going to Van Diemen's Land
Far away from your friends and relations and not follow the Black Velvet Band
Her eyes they shown like diamonds, You'd think her the queen of the land
And her hair it hung over her shoulders, Tied up with a Black Velvet Band
So come all you jolly young fellows you have to take warning from me
Whenever you're into the liquor me lads beware of the pretty Coleen
For she'll fill you with Whisky & Porter till you are not able to stand
And the very next thing that you'll know me lads you've landed in Van Diemen's Land
Her eyes they shown like diamonds, You'd think her the queen of the land
And her hair it hung over her shoulders, Tied up with a Black Velvet Band
Her eyes they shown like diamonds, You'd think her the queen of the land
And her hair it hung over her shoulders, Tied up with a Black Velvet Band
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4. |
Twa Recruiting Sergeants
04:10
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Twa Recruiting Sergeants
For its over the mountains, and over the main
Through Gibraltar to France and Spain
A feather tae your bonnet, and a kilt abeen your knee
So an' list bonnie laddie an' come awa wi me
Twa recruitin' sairgants cam frae the black watch
To markets and fairs some recruits for to catch
An' a' that they listed was for forty an' twa
So list my bonnie laddie an' come awa
For its over the mountains, and over the main
Through Gibraltar to France and Spain
A feather tae your bonnet, and a kilt abeen your knee
So an' list bonnie laddie an' come awa wi me
Oh laddie, ye kanny ken the danger that ye're in
When you're oot in the desert and you tanks fired upon
The young and forty twa was sent into Iraq
And he died for his country and he's never coming back
For its over the mountains, and over the main
Through Gibraltar to France and Spain
A feather tae your bonnet, and a kilt abeen your knee
So an' list bonnie laddie an' come awa wi me
For it's intae the barn an' doon by the byre
This greedy auld farmer thinks ye'll never tire
It's a slavery job of lowly degree
So enlist ya bonnie laddie an' come awa wi me
For its over the mountains, and over the main
Through Gibraltar to France and Spain
A feather tae your bonnet, and a kilt abeen your knee
So an' list bonnie laddie an' come awa wi me
So laddie if ye hae a sweetheart wae a bairn
Ye'll easily be rid o' that ill-spun yarn
Twa rattles on the drums an that will pay it all
So enlist ya bonnie laddie an' come awa
For its over the mountains, and over the main
Through Gibraltar to France and Spain
A feather tae your bonnet, and a kilt abeen your knee
So an' list bonnie laddie an' come awa wi me
For its over the mountains, and over the main
Through Gibraltar to France and Spain
A feather tae your bonnet, and a kilt abeen your knee
So an' list bonnie laddie an' come awa wi me
So an' list bonnie laddie an' come awa wi me
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Step we gaily, on we go,
Heel for heel and toe for toe,
Arm and arm and row on row,
All for Mairi's wedding.
Over hill-ways up and down,
Myrtle green and bracken brown,
Past the shielings, through the town;
All for sake o' Mairi.
Red her cheeks as rowans are,
Bright her eye as any star,
Fairest o' them a' by far,
Is our darling Mairi.
Plenty herring, plenty meal,
Plenty peat to fill her creel,
Plenty bonnie bairns as weel;
That's the toast for Mairi.
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6. |
Molly
02:41
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When will we be married Molly
When will we be wed
When will we be bedded in the same bed
You have your eye on Jimmy
Fine Jimmy Fee
You have your eye on Jimmy
And a fine lad he
You have your eye on jimmy
but you'd better let him be
cause when you go Molly-o
You'll be going with me
When will we be married Molly
When will we be wed
When will we be bedded in the same bed
You have your eye on Iain
Fine Iain Fee
You have your eye on Iain
And a fine lad he
You have your eye on Iain
but you'd better let him be
cause when you go Molly-o
You'll be going with me
When will we be married Molly
When will we be wed
When will we be bedded in the same bed
When will we be married Molly
When will we be wed
When will we be bedded in the same bed
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7. |
The Drunken Piper
02:39
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8. |
Kate Martin's Waltz
04:59
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9. |
New Dawn
03:24
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The sun rises over the glen to never be seen again
On this old world we've lived on and learnt to depend
The sun rises over the glen to never be seen again
For a new day is dawning on this wee hill and glen
The river trickles by and it's picking up more force
It's found a new water found its new source
The wind has changed direction and brings whispers in its force
For the land has decided and chosen its recourse
The sun rises over the glen to never be seen again
On this old world we've lived on and learnt to depend
The sun rises over the glen to never be seen again
For a new day is dawning on this wee hill and glen
The Farmers & city folk & chuechters all around
Have heard the winds a changing and the water on the ground
They have pondered and mumbled and the truth which they have found
Is their pride and their worth won't be bought for a pound
The sun rises over the glen to never be seen again
On this old world we've lived on and learnt to depend
The sun rises over the glen to never be seen again
For a new day is dawning on this wee hill and glen
You'll know us when we're walking by the sway of our kilt
And for too many years our hand has held the hilt
This new world we live on has no regret nor guilt
and theres more paths to walk on a land thats not yet built
The sun rises over the glen to never be seen again
On this old world we've lived on and learnt to depend
The sun rises over the glen to never be seen again
For a new day is dawning on this wee hill and glen
The sun rises over the glen to never be seen again
On this old world we've lived on and learnt to depend
The sun rises over the glen to never be seen again
For a new day is dawning on this wee hill and glen
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10. |
The Galway Shawl
07:12
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The Galway Shawl
In Aranmore in the County Galway
One pleasant evening in the month of May
I spied a damsel, she was young and handsome
Her beauty fair stole my heart away
She wore no jewels nor costly diamonds
No paint or powder, no none at all
She wore a bonnet with a ribbon on it
And round her shoulders was the Galway Shawl
We kept on walking, she kept on talking
Till her father’s cottage came into view
She said ‘Come in sir, and meet my father
And for to please him play the ‘Foggy Dew’
I played the ‘Blackbird’ and the ‘Stack of Barley’
‘Rodney’s Glory’ and the ‘Foggy Dew’
She sang each note like an Irish linnet
And the tears flowed in her eyes of blue
She wore no jewels nor costly diamonds
No paint or powder, no none at all
She wore a bonnet with a ribbon on it
And round her shoulders was the Galway Shawl
‘Twas early, early, all in the morning
I hit the road for old Donegal
Said she ‘Goodbye sir’, as she cried and left me
And my heart remained with the Galway Shawl.
She wore no jewels nor costly diamonds
No paint or powder, no none at all
She wore a bonnet with a ribbon on it
And round her shoulders was the Galway Shawl
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11. |
Raggle Taggle Gypsy
05:06
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There were three old gypsies came to our hall door
They came brave and boldly-o
And one sang high and the other sang low
And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o
It was upstairs downstairs the lady went
Put on her suit of leather-o
And there was a cry from around the door
She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o
It was late that night when the Lord came in
Enquiring for his lady-o
And the servant girl she said to the Lord
She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o
Then saddle for me my milk white steed
- my big horse is not speedy-o
And I will ride till I seek my bride
She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o
Now he rode East and he rode West
He rode North and South also
Until he came to a wide open plain
It was there that he spied his lady-o
How could you leave your goose feather bed
Your blankeys strewn so comely-o?
And how could you leave your newly wedded Lord
All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?
What care I for my goose feather bed
Wi' blankets strewn so comely-o?
Tonight I lie in a wide open field
In the arms of a raggle taggle gypsy-o
How could you leave your house and your land?
How could you leave your money-o?
How could you leave your only wedded Lord
All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?
What care I for my house and my land?
What care I for my money-o?
I'd rather have a kiss from the yellow gypsy's lips
I'm away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!
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12. |
Bruce's Set
02:35
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13. |
Nancy
03:10
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Well, there's a woman in our town
A woman you ought to know well
She dearly loved her husband
And another man twice as well
With me right finnickineerio
Oh me tip finnick a wall
With me right finnickineerio
We're tipping it up to Nancy
She went down to the chemist shop
Some remedies for to buy,
Have you anything in your shop
To make me old man blind?
With me right finnickineerio
Oh me tip finnick a wall
With me right finnickineerio
We're tipping it up to Nancy
Give him eggs and marrowbones
And make him suck them all
Before he has the last one sucked
He won't see you at all
With me right finnickineerio
Oh me tip finnick a wall
With me right finnickineerio
We're tipping it up to Nancy
So she gave him eggs and marrowbones
And made him suck them all
And before he had the last one sucked
He couldn't see her at all
With me right finnickineerio
Oh me tip finnick a wall
With me right finnickineerio
We're tipping it up to Nancy
She dragged him to the river
Dragged him to the brim
But sly enough of Martin
It was him that shoved her in
With me right finnickineerio
Oh me tip finnick a wall
With me right finnickineerio
We're tipping it up to Nancy
There's nine in me family
And none of them is my own
I wish that each and every man
Would come and claim his own
With me right finnickineerio
Oh me tip finnick a wall
With me right finnickineerio
We're tipping it up to Nancy ... NANCY!!!
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14. |
Rattlin' Bog
05:12
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There was a bog
A rattlin' bog
It was a rare bog
It was a rattlin' bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
Ho, oh, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley-o
Rare bog a rattlin' bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
In that bog there was a tree
A rare tree, a rattlin' tree
The tree in the bog
And the bog down in the valley-o
Ho, oh, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley-o
Rare bog a rattlin' bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
And on that tree there was a limb
A rare limb, a rattlin' limb
The limb on the tree
And the tree in the bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
Ho, oh, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley-o
Rare bog a rattlin' bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
And on that limb there was a branch
A rare branch, a rattlin' branch
The branch on the limb
The limb on the tree
And the tree in the bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
Ho, oh, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley-o
Rare bog a rattlin' bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
And on that branch there was a twig
A rare twig, a rattlin' twig
The twig on the branch
The branch on the limb
The limb on the tree
And the tree in the bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
Ho, oh, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley-o
Rare bog a rattlin' bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
And on that twig there was a leaf
A rare leaf, a rattlin' leaf
The leaf on the twig
The twig on the branch
The branch on the limb
The limb on the tree
And the tree in the bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
Ho, oh, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley-o
Rare bog a rattlin' bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
And on that leaf there was a nest
A rare nest, a rattlin' nest
The nest on the leaf
The leaf on the twig
The twig on the branch
The branch on the limb
The limb on the tree
And the tree in the bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
Ho, oh, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley-o
Rare bog a rattlin' bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
And in that nest there was an egg
A rare egg, a rattlin' egg
Egg in a nest
The nest on the leaf
The leaf on the twig
The twig on the branch
The branch on the limb
The limb on the tree
And the tree in the bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
Ho, oh, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley-o
Rare bog a rattlin' bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
And on that egg there was a bird
A rare bird a rattlin' bird
Bird on the egg
Egg in a nest
Nest on the leaf
Leaf on the twig
Twig on the branch
Branch on the limb
Limb on the tree
And the tree in the bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
Ho, oh, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley-o
Rare bog a rattlin' bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
And on that bird there was a flee
A rare flee, a rattlin' flee
The flee on the bird
Bird on the egg
Egg in a nest
Nest on the leaf
Leaf on the twig
Twig on the branch
Branch on the limb
Limb on the tree
And the tree in the bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
Ho, oh, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley-o
Rare bog a rattlin' bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
On that flee there was a tick
A rare tick, a rattlin' tick
Tick on the flee
The flee on the bird
Bird on the egg
Egg in a nest
Nest on the leaf
Leaf on the twig
Twig on the branch
Branch on the limb
Limb on the tree
And the tree in the bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
Ho, oh, the rattlin' bog
The bog down in the valley-o
Rare bog a rattlin' bog
In the bog down in the valley-o
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No Awa Tae Bide Awa
02:26
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No Awa Tae Bide Awa
We're no' awa' tae bide awa
We're no' awa tae le'e ye
We're no' awa' tae bide awa
We'll aye come back an' see ye
Well as I was walking doon the Overgate
I met with Johnnie Scobbie,
And he says to me "would ye like a hauf?"
I says, "Aye Man! That's my hobby"
Cause we're no' awa' tae bide awa
We're no' awa tae le'e ye
We're no' awa' tae bide awa
We'll aye come back an' see ye
So we had a hauf an' then another hauf
And we had a half of another
And I drank those haufs till I fell on my erse
And went hame tae my mother
Cause we're no' awa' tae bide awa
We're no' awa tae le'e ye
We're no' awa' tae bide awa
We'll aye come back an' see ye
Cause we're no' awa' tae bide awa
We're no' awa tae le'e ye
We're no' awa' tae bide awa
We'll aye come back an' see ye
Cause we're no' awa' tae bide awa
We're no' awa tae le'e ye
We're no' awa' tae bide awa
We'll aye come back an' see ye
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The Mad Ferret Band Perth and Kinross, UK
“Energised, Supercharged Contemporary Folk”
Blending traditional and contemporary
folk music, their lively energetic performances are packed with “blisteringly fast mandolin solos”, “tight vocal harmonies, driving Cajon beats and earth-moving DADGAD guitar sound scapes.”
“Uplifting and great fun to listen to, amazing band live or recorded - Nevis Radio
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