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
The Unicorn
We Wish You a Merry Christmas
Silent Night
The Scottsman
Dublin O'Shea
Fiddler's Green
Whiskey In The Jar
Carrickfergus
Star Of The County Down
Waltzing Matilda
Farewell To Nova Scotia
Drunken Sailor
Johnny I hardly knew ye
Fiddlers Green
Farewell To Nova Scotia
Christmas In Killarney
The Jolly Roving Tar
Hiring Fair
Ireland Boys Hurrah