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
Good King Wenceslas
Star Of The County Down
God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
Fiddlers Green
The Unicorn
Silent Night
The Scottsman
The Roving Trade
The Best Of Friends Must Part
Whiskey In The Jar
The Jolly Roving Tar
Waltzing Matilda
The Orange And The Green
The Biplane, Ever More
The Drunk Scotsman
The Biplane, Ever More
Dublin O'Shea
The Christmas Traveller
Liverpool Lou
The Unicorn