Andy de jarlis - Altan

The Jug Of Punch - Altan Being on the twenty-third of June Oh as I sat weaving all at my loom Being on the twenty-third of June Oh as I sat weaving all at my l

'Stor, A Stor, A Ghra-Altan Bhí mé lá breá samhraidh I mo sheasamh ar an mhargadh 'S is iomaí fear a dúirt liom \"Monuar, gan tú sa bhaile agam\" A stór

I Wish My Love Was A Red Red Rose - Altan I wish my love was a red Red rose growing in yon garden fair And I to be the gardener Of her I would take care There's

The Pretty Young Girl - Altan This pretty young maid I seek far and wide My heartache each morn with her I don't meet When I go to the bar the dance hall or fet

Cuach Mo Lon Dubh Bu-Altan hBhí mise's mo bhean bheag lá gabháil a' bóthar 'S oró grá mo chroí Is oro gra mo chree Is cé chásfaidh dúinn ach Gruagach

Eoghainín ó Ragadáin-Altan Is trua gán mé thiar Ag Eoghainín ó Ragadáin Seachtain nó dhó go gcóiríodh S m'fhallaing domh Mise gach neoin a breith 's

Girl From The North Country - Altan If you're traveling in the north country fair Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Remember me to one who lives there

Green Grow The Rushes-Altan There's naught but care on every hand In every hour that passes oh What signifies the life of man If it were not for the lassies oh

'Si Do Mhaimeo I-Altan 'Si do mhaimeo i, 'si do mhaimeo i 'Si do mhaimeo i, cailleach an airgid 'Si do mhaimeo i, o Bhaile Inis Mhoir i 'S chuirfeadh si coisti