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Album: Miscellaneous (2009)
Artists: Clancy Brothers

  1. Ballinderry
  2. Biddy Mulligan The Pride Of The Coombe
  3. Black Cavalry
  4. Bold Robert Emmet
  5. Boulavogue
  6. Calton Weaver
  7. Coortin In The Kitchen
  8. Cruiskeen Lawn
  9. Easy And Slow
  10. Finnegans Wake
  11. I Know My Love
  12. Ill Tell Me Ma
  13. Isnt It Grand Boys
  14. Jennifer Gentle
  15. Johnny Mac Adoo
  16. Jug Of Punch
  17. Kelly The Boy From Killanne
  18. Maid Of The Sweet Brown Knowe
  19. Moses Ritooraliay
  20. Mrs Mcgrath
  21. Mush Mush
  22. My Johnny Lad
  23. Rockin The Cradle
  24. Roddy Mccorley
  25. The Braes O Balquiddher Wild Mountain Thyme
  26. The Croppy Boy
  27. The Gallant Forty Twa
  28. The Holy Ground
  29. The Juice Of The Barley
  30. The Lowlands Of Holland
  31. The Men Of The West
  32. The Old Orange Flute
  33. The Real Old Mountain Dew
  34. Whack Fol The Diddle
  35. What Would You Do
  36. Why Paddys Not At Work Today
  37. Wild Colonial Boy


Clancy Brothers
Miscellaneous
The Juice Of The Barley
THE JUICE OF THE BARLEY

In the sweet country Lim'rick, one cold winter's night
All the turf fires were burning when I first saw the light;
And a drunken old midwife went tipsy with joy
As she danced round the floor with her slip of a boy,

cho: Singing ban-ya-na mo if an-ga-na
And the juice of the barley for me.

Well when I was a gossoon of eight years old or so
With me turf and me primer to school I did go.
To a dusty old school house without any door,
Where lay the school master blind drunk on the floor,

At the learning I wasn't such a genius I'm thinking,
But I soon bet the master entirely at drinking,
Not a wake or a wedding for five miles around,
But meself in the corner was sure to be found.
One Sunday the priest thread me out from the altar
Saying you'll end up your days with your neck in a halter;
And you'll dance a fine jig between heaven and hell
And his words they did frighten me the truth for to tell,

So the very next morning as the dawn it did break
I went down to the vestry the pledge for to take,
And there in that room sat the priests in a bunch
Round a big roaring fire drinking tumblers of punch,

Well from that day to this I have wandered alone
I'm a jack of all trades and a master of none,
With the sky for me roof and the earth for me floor,
And I'll dance out my days frinking whiskey galore,

Recorded by Clancys
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