The Row In The Town.

I'll sing you a song of a row in the town

When the Green flag went up and the Crown flag came down

Twas the neatest and sweetest thing ever you saw

And they played the great game they call Erin Go Bragh

God rest gallant Pearse and his comrades who died

Tom Clark, MacDonagh, MacDiarmuid, McBryde

And here's to James Connolly who gave one Hurrah!

And faced the machine guns for Erin Go Bragh

Now one of our leaders was down in Ringsend

For the honor of Ireland to hold and defend

He had no veteran soldiers but volunteers raw

Playing sweet Mauser music for Erin Go Bragh

Old Ceannt and his comrades like lions at bay

From the South Dublin Union poured death and dismay,

But what was their wrath when those Englishmen saw

All the dead khaki soldiers in Erin Go Bragh

One bould English captain was heard for to say "Give me one hour and they'll blow them away"

But a big Mauser bullet got stuck in his craw,

And he died of lead poisoning in Erin Go Bragh

A glory to Dublin, that town of renown

In the long generations her fame will go down

And the children will tell how their forefathers saw

The red blaze of freedom called Erin Go Bragh

 

Madam I'm A Darling

In the dark all late at night

Who should I see but a fair young maiden

Washing her clothes by the fair moon light

Chorus

Madam, I'm a darling, a di ro, a dither o

Madam, I'm a darling, a di ro dae

First she washed them, then she squeezed them

And then she hung them out to dry

Then she folded up her arms

Saying what a clever, young girl am I

Going to the well for a pale of water

Fetching it home for to make some tea

She fell under, I fell over

All the game was above her knee

Madam, I will tie your garter

And I will tie it above your knee

And if you like I'll tie it up higher

Madam, I'm a darling, a di ro de

Have you ever heard of cups and saucers

Rattlin' in an auld tin can?

Have you ever heard of a fair, young maiden

Married to an ugly, gray old man?

Madam, you have bags of silver

And madam, you have tracks of land

Madam you have ships on the ocean

All you need is a fine, young man.

 

 

A Bird in a Gilded Cage

The ballroom was filled with fashion's throng,

It shone with a thousand lights,

And there was a woman who passed along,

The fairest of all the sights,

A girl to her lover then softly sighed,

There's riches at her command;

But she married for wealth, not for love, he cried,

Though she lives in a mansion grand.

CHORUSShe's only a bird in a gilded cage,

A beautiful sight to see,

You may think she's happy and free from care,

She's not, though she seems to be,

'Tis sad when you think of her wasted life,

For youth cannot mate with age,

And her beauty was sold,

For an old man's gold,

She's a bird in a gilded cage.

I stood in a churchyard just at eve',

When sunset adorned the west,

And looked at the people who'd come to grieve,

For loved ones now laid at rest,

A tall marble monument marked the grave,

Of one who'd been fashion's queen,

And I thought she is happier here at rest,

Than to have people say when seen.