songs

Jerusalem
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our childhood hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among those dark satanic mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariots of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land

That Loving Feeling
To the tune of you've lost that loving feeling ….

I can't close my eyes anymore or I get the spins
And there's no sensation anymore in my fingertips
I'm trying hard not to throw up
Soon maybe, maybe I'll grow up

I've lost all my feeling
Whoaoooa all my feeling
I've lost all my feeling
Now it's gone, gone, gone
Whoaoooaooa

Now there's a welcome look in my eyes when I reach for booze
And my liver spots and yellow eyes are my drinking dues
It makes me just feel like crying (baby)
Cause baby, it's last call and I'm buying

I've lost all my feeling
Whoaoooa all my feeling
I've lost all my feeling
Now it's gone, gone, gone
Whoaoooaooa

Porcelain baby, I'll get down on my knees for you
If you would only soothe me like you used to do, yeah
We had a night, a night, a night you don't have everyday
So don't don't don't let memory slip away
Barkeep (barkeep) barkeep (barkeep)
I need some rum (I need some rum) I need some rum (I need some rum)
And bring Labatt's (and bring Labatt's) and bring Labatt's (and bring Labatt's)

Bring back that Labatt's feeling
Whooa that Labatt's feeling
Bring back that Labatt's feeling
Cause it's gone...gone..gone

And I won't last long
Noooaooa

Wild Rover

Chorus:
And it's no nay never
No nay never no more
Will I play the Wild Rover
Nay never, no more.

Verses:
I played the Wild Rover for many a year
And spent all me money on whiskey and beer
But now I've returned with gold in great stores
And I never will play the Wild Rover no more.

I went back to the Ale House I used to frequent
And told the landlady me money was spent
I asked her for credit, she answered me "Nay"
She said "Men like you I can have any day".

Then out of me pocket I pulled sovereigns bright
And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight
She told me "I have wines and beers of the best"
And the words I spoke earlier were merely in jest.

I went back to me parents to confess what I'd done
And asked them to forgive their prodigal son
Me mother embraced me as oft time before
And I never would play the Wild Rover no more.

Additional Verses......
I went to the church to confess all my sin
Tale after tale it flowed like a hymn
The priest he was shocked & asked me to leave
For the tales I was telling he could not believe

Sloop John B
We Sailed on the Sloop John B
My Grand Pappy and me,
Around this old town we did roam,
Drinking all night
Got into a fight
I feel so broke up
I wanna go home

Chorus
So hoist up the John B sail
See how the main set sail
Call for the Captain ashore let me go home
I wanna go home, I wanna go horne
I feel so broke up, I wanna go horne

Now the Captains a wicked man
Gets drunk every time he can
He Doesn't give a damn for Pappy and me
He kicks us about and he knocks around
I feel so broke tip I wanna go home

Chorus

Now the first mate he got drunk
He broke in the Captain's trunk
The Constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone
Why don't you leave me alone
I feel so broke up, I wanna go home

Chorus

The poor cook he got the fits
He ate up all of my grits
And then he came and he ate up all of my corn
I wanna go home
I wanna go home

This is the worst trip I've ever been on

Sweet Chariots
Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home;
Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home.

I looked over Jordan, and
What did I see,
Comin' for to carry me home?
A band of angels comin' after me,
Comin' for to carry me home

Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home

If you get there before I do
Comin' for to carry me home.
Tell all my friends I'm comin' too
Comin' for to carry me home

Swing low, sweet chariot
Comin' for to carry me home
Sometimes I'm up.
Sometimes I'm down,
Comin' for to carry me home:

Yet still my soul feels heaven bound,
Cumin' for to carry me home

Swing low, sweet! chariot
Comin' for to carry me home

Molly Malone
In Dublin's fair city.
Where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheel barrow
Thro' streets broad and narrow

(Chorus)
Crying "Cockles and Mussels alive, alive O!"
Alive, alive O ! Alive, alive O
Crying Cockles and Mussels Alive, alive 0!

She was a fishmonger
But sure 'twas no wonder,,
For so were her father and mother before,
And they each wheeled their barrow
Thro' streets broad and narrow,

(Repeat Chorus)
She died of a fever
And no one could save her.
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone;
But her ghost wheels her barrow
Thro' streets broad and narrow

(Repeat Chorus)

Flower Of Scotland
O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

The Hills are bare now,
And Autumn leaves
lie thick and still,
O'er land that is lost now,
Which those so dearly held,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

Those days are past now,
And in the past
they must remain,
But we can still rise now,
And be the nation again,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

0 Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again

Bread Of Heaven
Guide me, 0 thou great Redeemer,
Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but thou are mighty.
Hold me with thy powerful hand;
Bread of heaven, feed me till I want no more.

Open now the crystal fountain
Whence the healing steam doth flow
Let the fire and cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through:
Strong deliverer.
Be thou still my strength and shield.

When I tread the verge of Jordan.
Bid my anxious fear subside;
Death of death, and hell's destruction.
Land me 3fe on Canaan's side:
Songs of praises I will ever give to thee.

New Zealand Haka
Ka Mate! Ka Mate!
Ka Ore! Ka Ore!
Ka Mate! Ka Mate!
Ka Ore! Ka Ore

Tenei Te Tangata
Puhuruhuru
Nana I Tiki Mai
I Whakawhiti Te Ra

Haupane! Kaupane!
Haupane! Kaupane!

Whiti Te Ra

Sweet Chariots	Flower Of Scotland	Sloop John B
New Zealand Haka	Bread Of Heaven	That Loving Feeling
Jerusalem	Molly Malone	Wild Rover