"The Lamb's Book Of Life"

   
Out of Ireland I have come
Great hatred and little room
Maimed us at the start
And now home just breaks my heart
To America I have come
I hope to bring your preachermen
Home to show my people how they can
Get their names back in the book of life of the lamb

I know that I have done many things
To give you reason not to listen to me
Esspecially as I have been so angry
But if you'd knew me maybe you would understand me
Words can't express how sorry I am
If I ever caused pain to anybody
I just hope that you can show compassion
And love me enough to just please listen

Out of Ireland I did run
Great hatred and little room
Aimed to break my heart
Or wreck me up and tear me all apart
To America I have come
I need to find a good preacherman
Who can show me how I can
Get my name back in the book of life of the lamb

I bring these blessings with me
A strong heart full of hope and a feeling
That everything in this world would be okay
If people just believed enough in God to pray
But the world thinks that sounds crazy
And that's the thing that makes me sing so sadly
To think that we would leave God so lonely
To think that we would mess up our own destiny

Out of history we have come
With great hatred and little room
It aimes to break our hearts
Or wrecks us up and tear us all apart
But if we listen to the preacherman
He can show us how it can be done
To live in peace and live as one
Get our names back in the book of life of the lamb

Out of hopelessness we can come
If people just believe it can be done
'cause every prayer ever prayed is heard
take power in the power of the word

Out of history we have come
With great hatred and little room
It aimes to break our hearts
Or wrecks us up and tear us all apart
But if we listen to the Rasta man
He can show us how it can be done
To live in peace and live as one
Get our names back in the book of life of the lamb

Out of history we have come
With great hatred and little room
It aimes to break our hearts
Or smash us up and tear us all apart
But if we listen to the Rasta woman
She can show us how it can be done
To live in peace and live as one
Get our names back in the book of life of the lamb

"If U Ever"

   
The memories u bring
Make my eyes both sting
I can't help the pain that's tearing
At my throat and my chest
Where everything is kept
When I start remembering
How the clothes that u wore
Made my heart so sore
I just couldn't think anymore
Of u once u were gone
And it's been so long
I've been carrying on
And if u ever came home in the night
Darling I'll treat u right
Oh, darling I'll treat u right

U got into your car and u drove as far
As u could and even further
And no matter how I sang
I just never can
Stop needing your hand
Though I got into my own car and I drove as far
As I could so that I might forget u
I never could, does that mean I'm no good
If it doesn't it should

But if you ever came home in the night
Darling I'd treat u right
Oh darling I'd treat u right

If you ever came home in the night
Darling I'd treat u right
And darling I'd treat u right

"Emma's Song"

   
The first time I saw you
I loved you
I loved you
Your face blue
Your eyes too
Your mouth too
Your mouth too

When I heart you
I wanted to
Give birth to you
Give birth to you
I made love to you
I made love to you
The great goddess
Had us blessed

The last time I saw you
I fought with you
I fought with you
I didn't mean to
I didn't mean to
Oh say you'll see me
Let me say sorry

The next time I'll see you
I'll love you
I'll be sweet to you
I'll take you to
My healing room
Oh we both know
How loneliness goes

Everytime I see you
I want you
I want you
The more I do
You hate me to
But the great goddess
Had us blessed

"Kyrie Eleison"

   
KYRIE ELEISON
back off, ol' Vampire,
Here comes the little Irish vampire slayer, dried-eyed

KYRIE ELEISON
back off, ol' oppressor, back of, those who've got most of the lier,
Here comes the little Irish vampire slayer, walk off old Vampire

CHRISTE ELEISON
People joy for annoyance and some old style, on vegetables,
generations, who went to us house for crazyness -King of kings-
coming to us house as I's asleep, -and the lord of lords-
Be thankfull of this I was purified....
blesses Isle of me -Jah-
Praise the allmighty Isle

LORD HAVE MERCY
and down goes Babylon, -King of kings-, through our weakness-bond,
he has mercy, fire, Jah

MERCY,
he has mercy

MERCY
Jah, Rastafari, Motha and Fatha of the creation

CHANT DOWN BABYLON
Wonderland

LORD HAVE MERCY
Fire away, listen up, listen up the man

CHANT DOWN BABYLON
who threw up the country one step......step away ...... of sinners
Wonderland

MERCY
Who else gonna see him with the scarve

CHANT DOWN BABYLON
That'll be in the lights of the law of the allmighty,

MERCY
and these law that'll meditate the ending

CHANT DOWN BABYLON
Sinfull

"Peggy Gordon"

   
O Peggy Gordon, You are my darling
Come sit you down upon my knee
And tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee

I am so deep in love that I can't deny it
My heart lies smothered in my breast
But it's not for you to let the whole world know it
A troubled mind can find no rest

I leaned myself on a cask of brandy
It was my fancy, I do declare
For when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking
Wishing Peggy Gordon was here

I wished I was in a lonesome valley
Where womankind cannot be found
And the pretty little birds do change their voices
And every moment a different sound

I wish I was away in Ingo
Far away across the briny sea
Sailing over deepest waters
Where love nor care never trouble me

"Her Mantle So Green"

   
As I went out walking one morning in June,
To view the fair fields and the valleys in bloom,
I spied a pretty fair maid she appeared like a queen
With her costly fine robes and her mantle so green.

Says I, "My pretty fair maid, won't you come with me
We'll both join in wedlock, and married we'll be,
I'll dress you in fine linnen, you'll appear like a queen,
With your costly fine robes and your mantle so green."

Says she now, "You Young man, you must be excused,
For I'll wed with no man, you must be refused;
To the green woods I will wander to shun all men's view, ........(?)
For the lad that I love fell in famed Waterloo."

"O, then, if you won't marry, tell me your love's name,
For I being in battle, I might know the same."
"Draw near to my garment and there will be seen,
His name is embroidered on my mantle so green."

In raising her mantle there I did behold
His name and his surname in letters of gold;
Young William O'Reilly appeared in my view
He was my chief comrade back in famed Waterloo.

But when he was dying I heard his last cry
'If you were here, Lovely Nancy, contented I'd die;'
Now Peace is proclaimed, and the truth I declare
Here is your love token, the gold ring I wear."

O, Nancy, dear Nancy, 'tis I won your heart
In your father's garden that day we did part.
Now the wars are all over, no trouble is seen
And I'll wed with my true love in her mantle so green."

"Lord Franklin"

   
We were homeward bound one night on the deep
Swinging in my hammock I fell asleep
I dreamed a dream and I thought it true
Concerning Franklin and his gallant crew

With 100 seamen he sailed away
To the frozen ocean in the month of May
To seek a passage around the pole
Where all poor sailors do sometimes go.

Through cruel hardships they vainly strove
Their ships on mountains of ice was drove
Only the Eskimo with his skin canoe
Was the only one that ever came through

In Baffin's Bay where the whale fish blow
The fate of Franklin no man may know
The fate of Franklin no tongue can tell
And Lord Franklin among his seamen do dwell

And now my burden it gives me pain
For my Lord Franklin I'd sail the main
Ten thousand pounds I would freely give
To know Lord Franklin, and where he is.

"The Singing Bird"

   
I have seen the lark soar high at morn
Heard his song up in the blue
I have heard the blackbird pipe his note
The thrush and the linnet too
But there's none of them can sing so sweet
My singing bird as you.

If I could lure my singing bird
From his own cozy nest
If I could catch my singing bird
I would warm him on my breast
For there's none of them can sing so sweet
My singing bird as you.
My singing bird as you.
My singing bird as you.

"Oro, Se Do Bheatha 'Bhaile"

   
Se do bheatha a bhean ba leanmhar!
B'e ar gcreach tu bheith i ngeibhinn,
Do dhuiche bhrea i seilbh meirleach
'S tu diolta leis na Ghallaibh.

[Chorus:]
Oro, se do bheatha 'bhaile!
Oro, se do bheatha 'bhaile!
Oro, se do bheatha 'bhaile!
Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.

Ta Grainne Mhaol ag teacht thar saile,
Oglaigh armtha lei mar gharda;
Gaeil iad fein 's ni Gaill na Spainnigh,
'S cuirfid siad ruaig ar Ghallaibh.

[Chorus]

A bhui le Ri na bhfeart go bhfeiceam,
Muna mbeam beo 'na dhiaidh ach seachtain,
Grainne Mhaol agus mile gaiscioch
Ag fogairt fain ar Ghallaibh.

[Chorus]

"Molly Malone"

   
In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

She was a fishmonger and sure it was no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they both wheeled their barrows through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

She died of a fever and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
Now her ghost wheels her barrow through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!

A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!
A-live a-live O! A-live a-live O!
Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live O!