Rebel Songbook S
Sad Song For Susan
St.Brendan's Voyage
SAM Song
Sarah Curran
Say Hello To The Provos
Sea Around Us,The
Seamus Costello
Sean South Of Garryowen
Sean Treacy
Sean Bhean Bhocht
Set Ireland Free
Shall My Soul Pass Through Old Ireland?
Skipping Rhymes
Smashing Of The Van(Glasgow)
Smashing Of The Van(Manchester)
Sniper's Promise
Soldiers Of '22
Something Inside So Strong
Song For Marcella
Song For The Brave
Song Of The Irish Brigade
Starry Plough,The
Stuff Yer Decommission
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Surrounded By Water



Oh father dear I oft-times hear you talk of Erinīs Isle

Her lofty scene and valley green, her mountains rude and wild

They say it is a pretty place where-in a prince might dīwell

Then why did you abondon it? The reason to me tell.


My son I loved our native land with energy and pride

Until a blight came on the land and sheep and cattle died,

The rent and taxes were to pay, I could not them redeem,

And thatīs the cruel reason why I left old Skibbereen


Itīs well I do remember that bleak December day,

The landlord and the sheriff came to drive us all away;

They set the roof on fire with their demon yellow spleen,

And thatīs another reason why I left old Skibbereen.


Itīs well I do remember the year of forty-eight

When I arose with Erinīs boys to fight against the fate,

I was hunted through the mountains for a traitor to the Queen

And thatīs another reason why I left old Skibbereen.


Oh father dear, the day will come when vengeance loud will call,

And we will rise with Erinīs boys and rally one and all,

Iīll be the man to lead the van beneath our flag of green,

And loud and high weīll raise the cryRevenge for Skibereenī.