Rebel Songbook NO
One Sunday Morning
Nelson's Farewell
New Generation
Nineteen Men
Ninety Miles From Dublin Town
No Irish Need Apply
No Time For Love
O'Donnell Abú
O'Donnell Of Tipperary
O'Donovan Rossa's Farewell
O'Dwyer Of The Glen
O'Hara, Hughes, McCreesh And Sands
Oft In The Stilly Night
Old Alarm Clock,The
Old Fenian Gun,The
On The Blanket
On The One Road
One Shot Paddy
One Sunday Morning
Only Our Rivers Run Free
Oró Sé Do Bheatha 'Bhaile
Oró, Sé Do Bheatha 'Bhaile
Ould Orange Flute, The
Outlaw Rapparee,The
Over The Wall

One Sunday Morning
One Sunday morning as I was going to mass

I met a bloody Orangeman and killed him as he passed

I killed him for his passing my boys I sent his soul to hell

And when he got to hell he had a strange tale to tell.



Hol-da-roddy-ri hol-da-roddy-ri

Hol-da-roddy-ri there's whiskey in the jar


When an Orangeman dies he goes down below

The worms eat his flesh and the devil takes his soul

The gates of hell fly open and the devil jumps for joy

For there is nothing he likes better than a stout Orange boy.


If I had a yard of Orangeman`s skin

I'd beat it into drums for the bold Fenian men

And the drums they would rattle and the fifes they would play

And we`d all go to mass on St. Patrick`s day.