In Bodenstown churchyard there is a green grave,
And wildly around it the winter winds rave;
Small shelter I ween are the ruined walls there
When the storm sweeps down on the plains of Kildare.
Once I lay on that sod it lies over Wolfe Tone
And thought how he perished in prison alone,
His friends unavenged and his country unfreed
God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
Fiddlers Green
The Unicorn
Good King Wenceslas
Star Of The County Down
The Scottsman
The Jolly Roving Tar
The Drunk Scotsman
The Best Of Friends Must Part
Whiskey In The Jar
Silent Night
The Biplane, Ever More
Waltzing Matilda
The Biplane, Ever More
The Roving Trade
The Orange And The Green
The Christmas Traveller
Dublin O'Shea
Fiddler's Green
Liverpool Lou