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Bold Belfast Shoemaker, The
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Bold Black And Tan,The
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Bold Fenian Men,The
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Bold Fenian Men, The
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Bold Robert Emmet
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Bonfire On The Border,The
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Boolavogue
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Boulavogue
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Boy From Tamlaghtduff,The
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Boys From The County Cork
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Boys Of Barr Na Sraide
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Boys Of Kilmichael,The
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Boys Of Mullachbawn, The
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Boys Of The Old Brigade,The
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Boys Of Wexford,The
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Brave Tom Williams
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Brendan Convery
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Bring Them Home
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British Army,The
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British Justice(Shoot To Kill)
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Broad Black Brimmer,The
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Brothers In Arms
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Burke's Dream
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By Memory Inspired
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Bye Bye Ballymena
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Come all you true born Irishmen wherever you may be I hope you'll pay
attention and listen unto me I am a bold shoemaker, Sam Irwin is my name And to my great misfortune I enlisted in
the train
I had a fair young sweetheart, Jane Wilkin was her name She said it grieved her heart full sore to see
me in the train She told me if I would desert to come and let her know She would dress me up in her old clothes that
I might go to and fro
We marched to Chapelizod like heroes stout and bold I'll be no more a slave to you my officer
I told For to work upon a Sunday with me does not agree And the first chance that occurs to me, I'll take my liberty
Encamped near Tipperary we soon got in command For me and for me comrades bold one night on guard did stand The
night it being both wet and dark and so we did agree That on that very night brave boys we'd take our liberty
The
night that I deserted I had no place to go I went into meadow and lay down in the hay It was not long that I lay there
till I awake again And looking all around me, boys, I spied six of the train
We had a bloody battle and soon I
beat them all And loud the bastard cowards for mercy then did call Saying spare our lives brave Irwin and we will follow
thee And by all that's fair we will declare for you and liberty
As for George Clarke of Carrick I own he's very
mean For the sake of thirty shillings he had me took again They threw me in the guard house, me fate for to deplore
With four on every window, boys, and six on every door
On being in close confinement, I soon looked all around
I climbed out of a window and knocked four of them down The light horse and the train me boys, they soon did follow
me But I kept me road before them and preserved my liberty
I next joined Father Murphy as you will plainly hear
And many's the battle did we fight with his brave Shelmaliers With four hundred of his croppy boys we battered Lord
Mountjoy And at the battle of New Ross we made ten thousand fly
I am a bold shoemaker, Sam Irwin is my name I
could beat as many Orangemen as 'listed in the train I could beat as many Orangemen as would stand in a row I'd make
them fly before me like an arrow from a bow.
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