Song Lyrics
SAE WILL WE YET
Come sit you down my cronies and give us all your crack
Let the wind take the cares of this life on its back
Our hearts to despondency we never will submit
We've always been provided for and sae will we yet
Sae will we yet, oh and sae will we yet
We've always been provided for and sae will we yet
Success to the farmer and prosper his plow
Rewarding his industrious toils all the year through
Our seed time and our harvest we ever more will get
We trusted aye in providence and sae will we yet
Sae will we yet, oh and sae will we yet
We trusted aye in providence and sae will we yet
And bring us all at anchor of the hairiest brown ale
To bring comfort to our hearts and to enliven the tale
Will always be the merrier the longer that we sit
We've drunk together many's the time and sae will we yet
Sae will we yet, oh and sae will we yet
We've drunk together many's the time and sae will we yet
Let the glass keep its course and go merrily her own
For the sun will always rise when the moon has gone down
When the house is running round about it's time enough to flit
When we fell we aye got up again and sae will we yet
Sae will we yet, oh and sae will we yet
When we fell we aye got up again and sae will we yet
Come sit you down my cronies and give us all your crack
Let the wind take the cares of this life on its back
Our hearts to despondency we never will submit
We've always been provided for and sae will we yet
Sae will we yet, oh and sae will we yet
We've always been provided for and sae will we yet
SAINT BRENDAN'S FAIR ISLE
When I was a lad on the Emerald Isle
I heard many stories both lovely and wild
About the great dragons and monsters that be
That swallow the ships when they sail on the sea
Though I was an artist with canvas and paints
I sailed with St. Brendan and his jolly saints
We told the good people good-bye for a while
Chorus:
We sailed for St. Brendan's Fair Isle, Fair Isle
We sailed for St. Brendan's Fair Isle
We'd been on the ocean for ninety four days
We came to the spot where the sea was ablaze
Those demons from Hades were dancing with glee
And burning the sailors alive on the sea
Then St. Brendan walked on the blistering waves
He threw all the demons right back to their caves
And all of the saints wore a heavenly smile
One night while the brethren were lying asleep
A great dragon came up from under the deep
He thundered and lightened and made a great din
He awakened St. Brendan and all of his men
The dragon came up with his mouth opened wide
We threw in a cross and the dragon died
We skinned him and cooked and feasted awhile
At last we came unto a beautiful land
We all went ashore and we walked on the sand
We took our long bows and killed a Zebu
We roasted it up and had hot barbecue
And after awhile we were singing a song
We noticed the island was moving along
We ate and we drank and we rode in high style
Now Brendan said boys it is much to my wish
We ride on the back of the world's biggest fish
Hold fast to the rope that is pulling the ship
We'll need it someday if this fish take a dip
We sailed every ocean we sailed every sea
We sailed every spot that a sailor could be
In forty four days we sailed ten million miles
SAINT BRENDAN'S VOYAGE
(Christy Moore)
A boat sailed out of Brandon, in the year of nine-o-one
'Twas a damp and dirty morning, Brendan's voyage had begun
Tired of tinnin' turnips and cuttin' curly-kale
When he got back from the creamery, he hoisted up his sail
He made the lonely furlong, to the north, south, east and west
Of all the navigators, St. Brendan was the best
When he got low on candles, he was forced to make a stop
He tied up in Long Island, put America on the map
Did you know that Honolulu was found be a Kerry man
Who went on to find Australia, then China and Japan
When he was reaching seventy he began to miss the crack
And turnin' to his albatross, sez he, "I'm headin' back."
Chorus:
Is it right or left to Gibraltar, what tack do I take for Mizen Head
I'd loved to settle down be Ventry Harbor, St. Brendan to his albatross he said
To make it fast, he bent the mast and built up mighty steam
Round Terra del Fuego and up the warm gulf stream
He crossed the last horizon, Mt. Brandon was in sight
When he cleared the customs, into Dingle for the night
When he got to Cordon Bleu, he went to douse the draught
He headin' West to Kruger's to murder pints of stout
Around be Ballyferriter and up the Conor Pass
He free wheeled into Brandon, the Saint was home at last
The entire population came the place was chocker block
Oh, love nor money couldn't get your nose inside the shop
The fishermen hauled up their nets, the farmers left their hay
For the Kerry people know that Saints don't turn up every day
Everything was goin' grand till Brendan did announce
His reason for returning, was to try and set up house
The girl were flabbergasted at St. Brendan's neck
To seek a wife so late in life and him a total wreck
Wore down by rejection, this pierced his humble pride
By God, sez Brendan, "if I run, I'll surely catch the tide."
Turn's in his sandals, he made straight for the dock
And haulin' up the anchor he cast off from the rocks
As he sailed passed Innishvickallaune there stood the albatross
"I knew you'd never stick it out, 'tis great to see you boss."
"I'm bailin' out," sez Brendan, "I badly need a break,"
A fortnight is about as much as any aul' Saint could take."
SALLY MacLENNANE
(Shane MacGowan)
When Jimmy played harmonica in the pub where I was born
He played it from the night time to the peaceful early morn
He soothed the souls of psychos and the men who had the horn
And they all looked very happy in the morning
Chorus:
We walked him to the station in the rain,
We kissed him as we put him on the train
We sang him a song of times long gone,
Though we knew that we'd be seeing him again
I'm sad to say I must be on me way,
So buy me beer and whiskey cause I'm going far away
I'd like to think I'll be returning when I can
To the greatest little boozer and to Sally MacLennane
Now Jimmy didn't like his place in this world of ours
Where the Elephant Man broke strong men's necks when he had too many powers
So sad to see the grieving of the people that I'm leaving
And he took the road for God knows in the morning
Chorus
The years passed by the times had changed; I grew to be a man
I learned to love the virtues of sweet Sally MacLennane
I took the jeers and drank the beer and crawled back home at dawn
And ended up a barman in the morning
Chorus
I played the pump and took the hump and watered whiskey down
I talked of whores and horses to the men who drank the brown
I heard them say that Jimmy's making money far away
Some people left for heaven without warning
Chorus
When Jimmy came back home he was surprised that they were gone
He asked me all the details of the train that they went on
Some people they are scared to croak, but Jimmy drank until he choked
And took the road for heaven in the morning
Chorus
SALONIKA
Me husband's in Salonika, I wonder if he's dead
I wonder if he knows he's got a kid with a foxy head
So right away, so right away,
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy
Now when the war is over, what will the slackers do
They'll be all around the soldiers for the loan of a bob or two
So right away, so right away,
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy
Now when the war is over, what will the soldiers do
They'll be walking around on a leg and a half
And the slackers they'll have two
So right away, so right away,
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy
They taxed our pound of butter; they taxed our half-penny bun,
But still with all their taxes they can't beat the bloody Hun
So right away, so right away,
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy
They taxed the Coliseum; they taxed St. Mary's Hall
Why don't they tax the Bobbies with their backs against the wall
So right away, so right away,
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy
Now when the war is over, what will the slackers do
For every kid in America in there will be two
So right away, so right away,
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy
SAM HALL
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep,
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall and I've robbed both great and small
And me neck will pay for all, when I die, when I die
And me neck will pay for all, when I die
I have twenty pounds in store, that's not all, that's not all
I have twenty pounds in store, that's not all
I have twenty pounds in store, and I'll rob for twenty more
For the rich must help the poor, so must I, so must I
For the rich must help the poor, so must I
Oh, they took me to Coote Hill, in a cart, in a cart
Oh, they took me to Coote Hill, in a cart,
Oh, they took me to Coote Hill, where I stopped to make my will
Saying, "The best of friends must part, so must I, so must I"
The best of friends must part, so must I
Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke, that's no joke
Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke
Up the ladder I did grope, and the hangman pulled the rope
Oh, and ne'er a word I spoke, tumbling down, tumbling down
Oh, and ne'er a word I spoke, tumbling down
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep,
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall and I've robbed both great and small
And me neck will pay for all, when I die, when I die
And me neck will pay for all, when I die
SAM HALL [2]
In 1701 a chimney named Jack Hall was hanged for burglary. These Lyrics were written by an English comic minstrel, C.W. Ross, in the 1850's. Jack Hall is an earlier version of the tune and Lyrics.
Now my name is Samuel Hall, Samuel Hall, Samuel Hall
Oh my name is Samuel Hall, Samuel Hall, oh my name is Samuel Hall, and I hate you one and all
You're a bunch of mucker's all, blast your eyes.
You're a bunch of mucker's all, blast your eyes.
Now I killed a man they said, so they said, so they said
Oh I killed a man they said, yes they said, I killed a man they said and I left him layin dead
Cause I bashed his bloody head, blast his eyes.
Caused I bashed his bloody head, blast his eyes.
Now they put me in the quad, in the quad, In the quad
Oh they put me in the quad, in the quad, they put me in the quad and they left me there by God
Fastened to a bloody chain rod, blast their eyes.
Fastened to a bloody chain rod, blast their eyes.
Now the preacher he did come, he did come, he did come
Oh the preacher he did come he did come, the preacher he did come & he looked so doggone glum
As he talked of Kingdom Come, blast his eyes.
As he talked of Kingdom Come, blast his eyes.
And the sheriff he come too, he come too, he come too
Oh the sheriff he come too he come too, oh the sheriff he come too with his yellow boys and blue
Sayin Sam I'll see you through, blast your eyes.
Sayin Sam I'll see you through, blast your eyes.
Oh it's up the rope I go, I go, I go; it's up the rope I go I go
Oh it's up the rope I go while you critters down below
Are sayin Sam I told you so, blast your eyes.
Are sayin Sam I told you so, blast your eyes.
Oh it's swingin I must go, I must go I must go
It's a swingin I must go, I must go, it's a swingin I must go, just because she loved him so
Just because she loved him so, blast her eyes.
Just because she loved him so, blast her eyes.
I must hang until I'm dead, til I'm dead, til I'm dead
I must hang until I'm dead, I must hang until dead caused I killed a man they said
And left him layin dead, blast his eyes.
And left him layin dead, blast his eyes.
SAM SONG
Well I have been a Provo for 15 years or more
With armalites and mortar bombs I thought I knew the score
But now we have a weapon, we've never used before
The Brits are looking worried - and their going to worry more!
Chorus:
Tiocfaidh Ar La, sing Up the Ra
SAM Missiles in the sky
I started off with petrol bombs and throwing bricks and stones
With a hundred more lads like me I never was alone
But soon I learned that bricks and stones won't drive the Brits away
It wasn't very long before I joined the IRA
Chorus
Then there came Internment in the year of '71
The Brits thought we were beaten, that we were on the run
On that early August morning they kicked in our back door
But for every man they took away, they missed a hundred more
Chorus
I spent eight years in the cages, I had time to think and plan
For though they locked away a boy, I walked out a man
And there's only one thing that I learned while in their cell I lay
The Brits will never leave us, until they're blown away!
Chorus
All through the days of hunger strike I watched my comrades die
While in the streets of Belfast you could hear the women cry
I can't forget the massacre that Friday at Loughgall
I salute my fallen comrades, as I watch the coppers fall
Chorus
SAM THE SKULL
(Harry Hagan)
with corrections courtesy of the author—thanks Harry
Chorus:
I'm a cat, I'm a cat, I'm a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull
I've got claws on my paws like a crocodile's jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull
I'm no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind that ye gi'e a hug
I'm the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dog
Well, I roam aroon doon Shettlestoon and they all know me by sight
"It's the Skull! It's the Skull!", you can hear them yell
As they vanish in tae the night
The Polis Station doon oor way has bars on the windy sill
It's no to keep the prisoners in, it's to keep oot Sam the Skull
I'm a cat, I'm a cat, I'm a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull
I've got claws on my paws like a crocodile's jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull
I'm no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind that ye gi'e a hug
I'm the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dog
Well, one fine day no so long ago, they all had had their fill
They sent for the R.S.P.C.A. to come and catch the Skull
Theres naebody kin get oot while he's roamin aboot chasin all the weans up the close Peein on the stairs scratchin his erse and sittin there pickin his nose
I'm a cat, I'm a cat, I'm a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull
I've got claws on my paws like a crocodile's jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull
I'm no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind that ye gi'e a hug
I'm the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dog
Well, oot came the men aboot half past ten in their wee blue Escort van
Right roon the back, one had a sack, and the other had a mallet in his hand
I watched them run doon the back of the hoose,
Then I casually strolled tae the van
I jumped in the front and I was off, everything had gone tae plan
Ye can hear them say doon Shettleston way, "Whatever happened to Sam the Skull?
He had claws on his paws like a crocodile's jaws, and a heid like a framer's bull."
You can tell them for me that I'm still running free, never a day is dull
It might sound absurd, but I'm livin' wi' a bird in a single end in Maryhill
I'm a cat, I'm a cat, I'm a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull
I've got claws on my paws like a crocodile's jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull
I'm no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind that ye gi'e a hug
I'm the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dog