The Moonshiner is today’s Irish Pub Song Of The Day. It’s a great song about the love of the drink. If you can get everyone it yell out “Hey” during the chorus, they’ll make the song their own.

The Moonshiner

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Today’s Irish Pub Song Of The Day is McAlpine’s Fusiliers. This song proves that the new immigrant class has always had it hard when coming to a new land.

McAlpine’s Fusiliers

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Today’s Irish Pub Song Of The Day is Whiskey in the Jar. It’s the story of a Highwayman and is probably the most popular song of that genre.

Whiskey In The Jar

Whiskey In The Jar(PDF)

                       WHISKEY IN THE JAR

[C]As I was going over the far [Am]famed Kerry mountains,

[F]met with Captain Farrell and his [C]money he was counting,

I first produced my pistol and I then [Am]produced my rapier,

Saying [F]Stand and Deliver for you [C]are the bold deceiver,

[G]Musha ring dum a do dum a da  [C]Whack fol the daddy-o.

 [F]Whack fol the daddy-o, There’s [C]whiskey [G]in the [C]jar.

I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny,

I put it in my pocket and I took it home to Jenny,

She sighed and she swore that she never would deceive me,

But the devil take the women for they never can be easy.

I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber,

I dreamed of Gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder,

But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them up with water,

And sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter,

T’was early in the morning just before I rose to travel,

Up comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell,

I first produced my pistol for she’d stolen away my rapier,

But I couldn’t shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken.

They put me into jail with a judge or writing

For robbing Colonel Farrell on the far famed Kerry Mountains

They didn’t take me fists, so I knocked the sentry down

And bid a fond farewell to the jail in Limerick Town

There’s some take delight in the carriages a rollin’,

And others take delight in the hurlin’ and the bowlin’,

But I take delight in the juice of the barley

And courtin’ pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early.

If anyone can aid me it’s my brother in the army,

If I can find his station in Cork or in Killarney,

And if he’ll go with me we’ll go roving in Kilkenny,

And I’m sure he’ll treat me better than my own disporting Jenny.

Today’s Irish Pub Song Of The Day is Winds of Morning. I always thought of this Tommy Makem song as a Celtic “This Land is Your Land.”

Winds of Morning

Winds of Morning(PDF)

Today’s Irish Pub Song Of The Day is Wild Rover. Oh, the life of a reprobate!!!

Wild RoverWild Rover

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It’s time for a sea song and the key of D! You asked for it, so now you got it. Today’s Irish Pub Song Of The Day is The Holy Ground. This is a great number and one of the first Celtic songs I fell in love with.

This is one where you should definately shout out “Fine Girl You Are!” If you get together with a few pickers or singers encourage them to shout out the end line as loud as they can (if you have forgiving neighbors!).

The Holy Ground

The Holy Ground(PDF)

The Holy Ground

 Fare[D] thee well, my [A7]lovely [D]Dinah, a thousand [A7]times a[D]dieu.
We are going away from the [G]Holy Ground and the [D]girls we all love [A7]true.
We’ll[D] sail the[A7] salt seas[D] over and we’ll return for[G] sure[A],
And [D]still I live in [G]hope to [D]see the Holy [A7]Ground once [D]more.
(Shouted) Fine girl you are!

(Sung)[D] You’re the girl I do a[G]dore,,,[A]
And [D]still I live in [G]hope to [D]see the Holy [A7]Ground once [D]more.

Now when we’re out a-sailing and you are far behind
Fine letters will I write to you with the secrets of my mind,
The secrets of my mind, my girl, you’re the girl that I adore,
And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.

Oh now the storm is raging and we are far from shore;
The poor old ship she’s sinking fast and the riggings they are tore.
The night is dark and dreary, we can scarcely see the moon,
But still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.

It’s now the storm is over and we are safe on shore
We’ll drink a toast to the Holy Ground and the girls that we adore.
We’ll drink strong ale and porter and we’ll make the taproom roar,
And when our money is all spent we’ll go to sea once more.

Another day, another Irish Pub Song Of The Day. This time it’s for Loretta and it’s a drinking song!

Once again I was nice to everyone and kept it in the key of G.

All For Me Grog

All For Me Grog (PDF)

ALL FOR ME GROG

And it’s [G]all for me grog, me [C]jolly, jolly [G]grog
It’s all for me beer and [D]tobacco
For I [G]spent all me tin on the [C]lassie’s drinking [G]gin
Far across the western ocean I must [D]wan[G]der

Where are me boots, me noggin’ noggin’ boots
There all gone for beer and tobacco
For the uppers all worn out and the soles are kicked about
And the heels are looking out for better weather

Where is me shirt, me noggin’ noggin’ shirt
It’s all gone for beer and tobacco
For the collar is all worn and the sleeves they are all torn
And the tail is looking out for better weather

I’m sick in the head and I haven’t been to bed
Since I came shore with me plunder
I’ve seen centipedes and snakes and I’m full of pains and aches
And I think I’ll make a path for way out yonder

It’s time for the Irish Pub Song Of The Day. Today we start of with a request that took on almost biblical proportions. It seems I got more requests for this song, than I’ve had hits on my YouTube channel!  It’s called Whatever You Say, Say Nothing and for those out there that are stuck in the key of G, I took pity on you today!

This is a fun song and it can apply to many, many situation around the world and in many people’s daily lives, if you plant your tongue firmly in your cheek.

Whatever You Say, Say Nothing mp3

Whatever You Say, Say Nothing (PDF)

WHATEVER YOU SAY, SAY NOTHING

[G]Whatever you say, say nothing when you [D7]talk about you know [G]what
For if you know who should hear ya, [A]you know what you’ll [D]get
They’ll [C]take you off to [G]you know where for ya wouldn’t know how [Em]long
So for [G]you know who’s sake don’t let anyone [D7]hear you singing this [G]song

You all know who I’m speakin’ of when I mention you know what
And I feel it’s very dangerous to even mention that
For the other ones are always near, although you may not see
And if anyone asks who told ya that, please don’t mention me (chorus)

You all know who I’m speakin’ of when I mention you know who
For if you know who should hear ya, you know what he’d do
So if you don’t see me again, you’ll know why I’m away
Any if anyone asks you where I’ve gone, here’s what you must say (chorus)

Well that’s enough about so and so, not to mention such and such
Well I’d better end my song, now I’ve already said too much
For the less you say and the less you hear, the less you’ll go astray
And the less you think and the less you do, the more you’ll hear them say.

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