Green gravel, green gravel
Your grass is so green;
You're the fairest young damsel
I ever have seen.
I washed her, I dressed her
I clothed her in silk,
And I wrote down her name
With a glass pen and ink.
O Kathleen, O Kathleen,
Your true love is dead,
I sent you a letter
To turn back your head.
Home On The Range
Home On The Range
The British Army
The British Army
The Cobbler
The Cobbler
The Work Of The Weavers
The Work Of The Weavers
The Enniskillen Dragoons
The Enniskillen Dragoons
The Leaving Of Liverpool
The Leaving Of Liverpool
The Holy Ground
The Holy Ground
Skibbereen
The Lowlands Low
The Lowlands Low
Skibbereen
Johnson's Motor Car
Johnson's Motor Car