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
God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
Fiddlers Green
Star Of The County Down
Bridget Flynn
We Wish You a Merry Christmas
The Unicorn
Liverpool Lou
The Roving Trade
Whiskey In The Jar
The Scottsman
The Orange And The Green
Dublin O'Shea
The Best Of Friends Must Part
Farewell To Nova Scotia
Silent Night
The Biplane, Ever More
The Drunk Scotsman
Waltzing Matilda
The Biplane, Ever More