Born in the middle of the afternoon In a horsedraw...
The Old Triangle by Brendan Behan A hungry feeling...
Black is the colour of my true love s hair Her l...
The island lies like a leaf upon the sea Green island ...
You may travel far far from your own native home F...
In 1803 we sailed out to sea Out from the sweet ...
Chorus In the city of Chicago As the evening shadows...
The Voyage by Johny Duhan I am a sailor you re my first ...
Takes more imagination When everything s rem...
