1.Brid Og Ni Mhaille2.Buachaill on Eirne3.Moorlough Shore

Black is the colour of my true love′s hairHis lips are like some roses fairHe has the sweetest smiles and the gentlest hands I love the ground whereon he standsI love my love and well he knowsI love the ground whereon he goesI wish the day would soon comeWhen he and I can be as oneI go to the Clyde and I mourn and weepFor satisfied I （never wouldn't say：？）I write him a letter just a few short linesAnd I suffer death ten thousand timesBlack is the colour of my true love′s hairHis lips are like some roses fairHe had the sweetest smiles and the gentlest handsAnd I love the ground whereon he stands I love the ground whereon he stands I love … the ground whereon he stands

This old house is falling down around my earsI'm drowning in a river of my tearsWhen all my willing is gone you hold me swayAnd I need you at the dimming of the dayYou pull me like the moon pulls on the tideYou know just where I keep my better sideWhat days have come to keep us far apartA broken promise or a broken heartNow all the bonnie birds have wheeled awayAnd I need you at the dimming of the dayCome the night you're only what I wantCome the night you could be my confidentI see you on the street in companyWhy don't you come and ease your mind with meI'm living for the night we steal awayAnd I need you at the dimming of the dayYes，I need you at the dimming of the day

The girl’s a fool she broke the rulesshe hurt him hardThis time he will break downShe’s lost his trust and so she must know all is lostThe system has broke downRomance has broke downThis boy is cracking upThis boy has broken downThis boy is cracking upThis boy has broke downShe plays it hard， she plays it toughBut that’s enough - the love is overShe’s broke his heart and that is roughBut in the end he’ll soon recoverThe romance is overThis boy is cracking upThis boy has broken down （yeah yeah）This boy is cracking upThis boy has broke down（Trumpet solo - joined by Sharon on violin）This boy is cracking upThis boy has broken down （yeah yeah）This boy is cracking upThis boy has broke downI’ve been spending my money in the old townIt’s not the same， honey， with you not around.I’ve been spending my time in the old townSure miss you honey - you’re not aroundYou’re not around this old townola This boy is cracking upThis boy has broken down （yeah yeah）This boy is cracking up This boy has broke downThis boy is cracking upThis boy has broken down （yeah yeah）This boy is cracking upThis boy has broke down

Where Lagan streams sing lullabies There blows a lily fair The twilight gleam is in her eye The night is on her hair And like a love sick leannán sí, She hath my heart in thrall No life have I, no liberty, For love is lord of all And sometimes when the beetle's horn Has lulled the eve to sleep, I steal unto her shieling lorn, And through her dooring peep, There on the crickets' singing-stone She （spares the：？） bogwood fire, And hums in sad sweet undertone, The song of heart's desire

Oh Peggy Gordon you are my darling come sit you down upon my knee and tell you me the very reason why I am slighted so by thee I'm so in love that I can't deny it My heart lies smothered the my breast But it's not for you to let the world know it A troubled mind can know no rest. I put my head to a glass of brandy It was my fancy I do declared For when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking And wishing Peggy Gordon was here. I wish I was in a lonesome valley Where womankind cannot be found And the pretty small birds do change their voices And every moment has a different sound.Oh Peggy Gordon you are my darling come sit you down upon my knee and tell you me the very reason why I am slighted so by thee

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