Genius Meanings
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The Wolfe Tones – Celtic Symphony
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It was far across the sea, when the devil got a hold of me / He wouldn't set me free, so he kept me soul for ransom / Na na na na na... / I'm a sailor man from Glasgow town / I've
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The Wolfe Tones – Come Out Ye Black & Tans
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Black & Tans isn’t just a delicious beverage – the term comes from the time of “the Irish Question” when Ireland was under English rule. The Black & Tans were a group of ex-
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The Wolfe Tones – You'll Never Beat the Irish, Part 1
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In eleven sixty-seven, they came to Ireland on the make / They were followed by invasions and by conquests in their wake / The kings and queens of England made the land a
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The Wolfe Tones – Joe McDonnell
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[Intro] / (Here's Tommy to sing of a young man from Belfast called Joe McDonnell) / Oh, me name is Joe McDonnell, from Belfast town I came / A city I will never see again / For in
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The Wolfe Tones – Song Of The Celts
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There's a blossom that blows, that scoffs at the snows / And it faces root fast the rage of the blast / It sweetens the sod, no slave ever trod / Since mountains upreared their
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The Wolfe Tones – The Men Behind the Wire
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[Chorus] / Armoured cars and tanks and guns / Came to take away our sons / But every man must stand behind / The men behind the wire / Through the little streets of Belfast / In
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The Wolfe Tones – Go on Home British Soldiers
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[Chorus] / Go on home, British soldiers, go on home / Have you got no bloody homes of your own? / For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear / And we'll fight you for
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The Wolfe Tones – Sean South Of Garryowen
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Sad are the homes round Garryowen / Since lost their joy and pride / And the banshee cry links every vale / Along the Shannonside / That city of the ancient walls / Unbroken treaty
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The Wolfe Tones – Highland Paddy
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One evening fair as the sun was shining / To Kilkenny I did ride / I did meet with Captain Brady / A tall commander by his side / [Chorus] / Then you are welcome, Highland Paddy
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The Wolfe Tones – Chicago
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I left my homeland, bound for the U.S.A / And to Chicago, Illinois, it was there I made my way / I had some cousins there I'd never seen or known beside / But then me mother said I
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The Wolfe Tones – Long Kesh
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There's a place just outside Lisburn / It's a place that's known to few / Where a group of Irish rebels / Are held by Faulkner's crew / They are forced to live in cages / Like the
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The Wolfe Tones – Fiddler's Green
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As I walked by the dockside one evenin' so fair / To view the still waters and taste the salt air / I heard an old fisherman singing this song: / [Chorus] / "Oh, take me away boys
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The Wolfe Tones – The Night Before Larry Was Stretched
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The night before Larry was stretched / And the boys, they all paid him a visit / A bit in their sacks, too, they fetched / And they pawned all their duds till they ris' it / For
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The Wolfe Tones – Graine Mhaol
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One night as oppressed with soft slumbers I lay / And dreamed of old Erin oft thought of by day / With the long, wasting wars between Saxon and Gael / Up rose the bright vision of
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The Wolfe Tones – Janey Mac I'm Nearly Forty
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Well, I've been sing most my lifetime / Of Rockall, strong men an' Botany Bay / Singing songs of love and hope and freedom / While time had slowly slipped away / Have you noticed
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The Wolfe Tones – The Merry Ploughboy
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Oh I am a merry ploughboy / And I plough the feilds all day / 'Till a sudden thought came to my mind / That I should roam away / For im tired of this civilian life / Since the day
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The Wolfe Tones – The Vale of Avoca
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There is not in this wide world a valley so sweet / As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet / Oh, the last rays of feeling and life must depart / Ere the bloom of that
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The Wolfe Tones – Only Our Rivers Run Free
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When apples still grow in November / When blossoms still bloom from each tree / Where leaves are still green in December / It's then that our land will be free / I wander her hills
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The Wolfe Tones – Helicopter Song
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Chorus: / And its up like a bird and its over the city / 3 men are missin' I heard a warder cry / It must have been a bird that flew into the prison / Or one of these new ministers
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The Wolfe Tones – Sergeant William Bailey
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Sergeant William Bailey was a man of high renown / Toora loora loora loora loo / In search of gallant young recruits he used to scour the town / Toora loora loora loora loo / His
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The Wolfe Tones – The Green Glens of Antrim
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Far across yonder blue lies a true fairy land / With the sea rippling over the shingle and sand / Where the gay honeysuckle is luring the bee / And the green glens of Antrim are
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The Wolfe Tones – Padraig Pearse
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In Dublin town in nineteen sixteen a flame of freedom did arise / A group of men with determination caught an empire by surprise / Through the streets our men were marching / They
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The Wolfe Tones – Botany Bay
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[Chorus] / Farewell to your bricks and mortar / Farewell to your dirty lime / Farewell to your gangways and your gang planks / And to hell with your overtime / For the good ship
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The Wolfe Tones – Louse House in Kilkenny
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The first of me downfall I walked out the door / At night, oh now and to Carrick-on-Suir / Goin' into Kilkenny, was late in the night / As I went through that city I saw the
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The Wolfe Tones – A Soldiers Return
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I went away to fight a war that small nations might be free / Got a soldiers guns and uniform to fight the enemy / I was trained to shoot my fellow before he got to me / And I
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The Wolfe Tones – James Connolly
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[Spoken] / The man was all shot through that came today into the Barrack Square / And a soldier I, I am not proud to say that we killed him there / They brought him from the prison
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The Wolfe Tones – The Big Strong Man
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Have you heard about the big strong man? / He lived in a caravan / Have you heard about the Jeffries-Johnson fight? / Oh, what a hell of a fight / You can take all the heavyweights
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The Wolfe Tones – Twice Daily
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When I was a lad I was so glad / To go out in the daytime / With me fork and a bottle and a cork / To help out in the haytime / Tossin' hay one fine day / I met young Lucy Bailey
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The Wolfe Tones – Song of Liberty
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Stand beside me, for peace and for liberty / For freedoms denied to many nations / With sad emotions, for borders that run through these lands / And the hope that wish justice and
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The Wolfe Tones – The Sun is Burning
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The sun is burning in the sky / Strands of clouds go slowly drifting by / In the park the dreamy bees / Are droning in the flowers, among the trees / And the sun burns in the sky
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The Wolfe Tones – The Water Is Wide
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[Chorus] / The water is deep, I can't swim o'er / And neither have I wings to fly / Build me a boat that will carry two / And boat shall row my love and I / There is a ship and she
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The Wolfe Tones – Saint Patrick Was A Gentleman
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Saint Patrick was a gentleman and he came from decent people / In Dublin town he built a church and on it put a steeple / His father was a Callaghan, his mother was a Brady / His
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The Wolfe Tones – My Green Valleys
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Oh, the seagulls are calling / The wind is in the sail / And she's fast moving out to the sea / On a ship bound for Saint John's / Three thousand miles away / A human cargo, my
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The Wolfe Tones – The Broad Black Brimmer
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There's a uniform that's hanging in what's known as father's room / A uniform so simple in its style / It has no braid of gold or silk, no hat with feathered plume / Yet me mother
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The Wolfe Tones – The Patriot Game
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Come all you rebels and list' while I sing / For the love of one's country is a terrible thing / It banishes fear with the speed of a flame / And it makes us all part of the
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The Wolfe Tones – The Boys Of Fair Hill
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"Here's up them all!" says the boys of Fair Hill / The smell on Patrick's Bridge is wicked / How does Father Matthew stick it? / "Here's up them all!" says the boys of Fair Hill
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The Wolfe Tones – Uncle Nobby's Steamboat
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Come for a trip on Uncle Nobby's steamboat / Where you can hide your worries on a high float / And we'll take a trip to leprechauns and shamrocks / And hide our minds and troubles
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The Wolfe Tones – Don't Stop Me Now
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The darkness fills the sky / Where once the summer sun did shine / Where lighter shades of blue were true / And the heavens they were mine / Now they are gone and now I seem to
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The Wolfe Tones – The Great Hunger
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It was in the year eighteen forty and five / A great hunger came o'er the land / And it was the neglect of the rulers to be / That no crops could the soil command / Yet the farmer
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The Wolfe Tones – Four Seasons
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[Chorus] / Oh, the four seasons come and the four seasons go / In a cycle that spins our life away / The new year, it is here and the old one has gone / For time doesn't stop for
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The Wolfe Tones – The Jackets Green
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When I was a maiden fair and young / On the pleasant banks of the Lee / No bird that in the green wood sung / Was half so blithe and free / My heart near beat with flying feet / No
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The Wolfe Tones – I'm A Rover
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I must away now, I cannot tarry / This morning's tempest I have to cross / I must be guided without a stumble / Into the arms that I love the most / [Chorus] / For I'm a rover
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The Wolfe Tones – Spancil Hill
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Last night as I lay dreamin' of pleasant days gone by / Me mind bein' bent on rambling, to Ireland I did fly / I stepped on board a vision and I followed with the wind / Till first
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The Wolfe Tones – Newgrange (Brú Na Bóinne)
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Your mysteries lay hidden in stones that can't speak / Thru' time all your wondrous knowledge we seek / Be ye tomb or a temple we'd like to know why / On mid-winter's morning you
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The Wolfe Tones – Ode To Biddy McGee
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When I was young and in me prime / I courted Biddy McGee / A fine, big, strapping lump of a woman / And she stood about two foot three / Her father was a mean old creature / He had
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The Wolfe Tones – Down By The Glenside
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'Twas down by the Glenside I met an old woman / A-pluckin' young nettles she ne'er saw me coming / I listened a while to the song she was humming / Glory-o, glory-o to the bold
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The Wolfe Tones – Holy Ground
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As I rolled into Frisco, boys, I went upon the street / I drank and gambled all night long, as drunk as I could be / I drank and gambled all night long, till I could drink no more
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