Passing through the seven gates I ride
Dusty road behind forever
You have got no hope, no place to hide
Iron sides will rise with Oliver Cromwell »
Cromwell
II. Crush the Insects
by Reverend Bizarre
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heather
And hear the westwind cry
To know that's where the rapparee must die
Since Cromwell pushed us westward
To live our lowly lives
There's »
Young Ned of the Hill
Peace and Love
by The Pogues
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soon down Cromwell Road, man,
You got to spread your wings.
A-flip out, skip out, trip-out, and a-make your stand, folks,
To dig me as I sing.
Jean-Paul »
Sunny South Kensington
Try for the Sun: The Journey of Donovan
by Donovan
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of it.
Because of...
[sung]
Oliver Cromwell, Lord Protector of England (Puritan)
Born in 1599, died in 1658 (September).
Was at first (only) MP »
Oliver Cromwell
Monty Python Sings [Deluxe Edition]
by Monty Python
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heather
And hear the west wind cry
To know that's where the rapparee must die
Since Cromwell pushed us westward
To live our lowly lives
There's »
Young Ned of the Hill
The Platinum Collection/Dirty Old Town
by The Pogues
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are sick to death of Labor, and Tories,
And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell,
And denounce this royal line that still salute him,
And will salute »
Irish Blood, English Heart
You Are the Quarry
by Morrissey
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are sick to death of Labour, and Tories,
And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell,
And denounce this royal line that still salute him,
And will salute »
Irish Blood, English Heart
You Are the Quarry [Deluxe Edition] [Bonus DVD]
by Morrissey
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to death of Labor, and Tories
And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell
And denounce this royal line that still salute him
And will salute him forever »
Irish Blood English Heart
Irish Blood, English Heart [UK CD #2]
by Morrissey
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came around
Turned us up and turned us down
Started building boats and towns
They tried to change our living
Tried to change our living
Cromwell »
Irish Ways
Year of the Horse [Video]
by Sinéad O'Connor
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Oliver Cromwell lay buried and dead,
Hee-haw, buried and dead,
There grew an old apple-tree over his head,
Hee-haw, over his head.
The apples »
Oliver Cromwell, for voice & piano (Folk Songs, Vol. 1)
The Trees They Grow So High
by Sarah Brightman
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And hear the west wind cry
To know that's where the rapparee must die
Since Cromwell pushed us westward
To live our lowly lives
There's some of us have »
Young Ned of the Hill
Communication & Conviction: Last Seven Years
by The Tossers
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Of twenty thousand Cromwell's men
Five hundred fled to Aberdeen
The rest of them lie on the plain
Upon the Haughs of Cromdale »
The Haughs of Cromdale
Celtic Spirit of Scotland: 25 Years of Green Linnet
by Manus Lunny
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to mouth
resuscitation to a horse fly
In a way, I suppose you could say
my experience is quite limited
For example, I never locked Oliver
Cromwell »
I'm Sorry
Happy Hour
by King Missile
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They dragged us from our homeland
With the musket and their gun
Cromwell and his roundheads
Battered all we know
Shackled hopes of freedom
We're now »
Tobacco Island
Within a Mile of Home [LP]
by Flogging Molly
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They dragged us from our homeland
With the musket and their gun
Cromwell and his roundheads
Battered all we know
Shackled hopes of freedom
We're now »
Tobacco Island
Within a Mile of Home
by Flogging Molly
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et de Cromwell
Au rythme des pluies et do soleil
Aux pas de chevaux
On y croit encore
Aux monstres des lacs, qu'on voit nager
Certains soirs d'été »
Les Lacs du Connemara
Bercy 89
by Michel Sardou
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Historically speaking,
Are more or less unique.
We've a cousin who won the Golden Fleece
And a very peculiar fowling-piece
Which was sent to Cromwell's »
The Stately Homes of England
A Box of British Humour
by Noël Coward
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