Great Irish Songs
Here are links to the main page for the songs with lots of background information and interesting snippets.
From there you’ll find linked pages of videos of recordings of the songs, lyrics and chords (print versions as well).
First Lines of Songs
And who are you me pretty fair maid?
Are you going to Scarborough Fair
As down the glen one Easter morn
As I roved out on a May morning
As I roved out on bright May morning
As I was going over far famed Kerry mountains
As I went down through Dublin city
As I went home on a Monday night
At Boolavogue as the sun was setting
Believe me if all those endearing young charms
Come all ye young maidens young and fair
Down by the Salley Gardens
Fare thee well my lovely Dinah
Fare thee well my Prince’s Landing Stage
Have you heard of Phil the Fluther
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland
I’ll tell me ma when I get home
I’ll tell you a story that happened to me
In Dublin’s fair city where the girls are so pretty
In Dublin town where I did dwell
In the merry month of May
I sat within the valley green
It’s far away I am today from scenes I roamed a boy
I’ve been a wild rover for many a year
I wish I was in Carrickfergus
Last night as I lay dreaming
Let the grasses grow and the waters flow
Lift Mac Cahir Og your face, brooding o’er the old disgrace
McBreen had two daughters and each one in turn
Mellow the moonlight to shine is beginning
My young love said to me
Near to Banbridge Town in the County Down
“Now, Mrs McGrath,” the sergeant said
Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
Oh, of all the money e’er I had
Oh Mary, this London’s a wonderful sight
Oh me and my cousin one Arthur McBride
Oh Paddy dear, and did you hear the news that’s going round?
Oh Peggy Gordon, you are my darling
Oh see the host of fleet foot men
Oh then tell me Sean O’Farrell
Oh the summer time is coming
On Raglan Road of an Autumn day
On the fourth of July, 1806
Óró, sé do bheatha ‘bhaile
Says my aul’ wan to your aul’ wan
The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say
The minstrel boy to war is gone
There was an old woman from Wexford
There were three bold gypsies came to our hall door
The sons of the Prophet are brave men and bold
Tim Finnegan lived in Walken Street
‘Tis the last rose of summer, left bloomin all alone
Well, in a neat little town they call Belfast
What’s the news, what’s the news
When boyhoods’s fire was in my blood
When first I saw the love light in your eyes
When Johnny comes marching home again
When Irish eyes are smiling
While on the road to sweet Athy, ha-roo, ha-roo
Alphabetical Order
Abdul Abulbul Amir
All for Me Grog
A Nation Once Again
Arthur McBride
As I Roved Out – Andy Irvines version
As I Roved Out – Christie Moore version
As I Roved Out – Clancys version
Believe Me If All Those Endearing Young Charms
Black Velvet Band
Boolavogue
Bunch of Thyme
The Butcher Boy
Carrickfergus
Come Back Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
Danny Boy
Down by the Salley Gardens
Finnegan’s Wake
Foggy Dew
Follow Me Up to Carlow
Galway Bay
Galway Bay – Dolores Keane version
The Holy Ground
Johnny I Hardly Knew Ya
Johnny Jump Up
I’ll Tell Me Ma
Irish Rover
Kelly the boy from Killane
Last Rose of Summer
Leaving of Liverpool
McBreen’s Heifer
Minstrel Boy
Molly Malone
Mountains of Mourne
Mrs McGrath
Old Woman from Wexford
Óró Sé do Bheatha ‘Bhaile
Parting Glass
Peggy Gordon
Phil The Fluthers Ball
Raggle Taggle Gypsy
Raglan Road
Rare Old Mountain Dew
Rising of the moon
Rocky road to Dublin
Roddy McCorley
Scarborough Fair
Seven Drunken Nights
She moved through the fair
Spancil Hill
Spanish Lady
Spinning Wheel Song
Star of the County Down
Waltzing Matilda
The Water is Wide
Waxies Dargle
Wearing of the Green
When Irish Eyes are Smiling
When Johnny Comes Marching Home
When You Were Sweet Sixteen
Whiskey in the Jar
Wild Mountain Thyme
Wild Rover
The Wind That Shakes the Barley
Neglected Songs
Below are some songs that have been forgotten – some neglected gems.
First Lines of Neglected Songs
A lady fair in a garden walking
A fair maid walking all in her garden
As I roved out on a summer’s morning
As I roved through the town to view the pretty lasses
As I was walking one morning in June
As once I roved out very early to view the green meadows
Come all ye dry land sailors bold
Come all ye lads and lasses, and hear my mournful tale
Fair young maid all in a garden
One Sunday morning as I went walking
Alphabetical Order
A fair maid walking
A Lady Fair
Lady Fair
Maid of the Sweet Brown Knowe
Maid with the Bonny Brown Hair
Mantle So Green
Moreton Bay
Piper’s Tunes
The Wreck of the Mary Jane
Youghal Harbour
