I got the alehouse blues
I had the jailhouse blues
Little Randy just died
He was a redhead punk
Packed a lot of spunk
They say he never cried
He was »
Alehouse Blues
One Foot in the North
by Jandek
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of pity
She never would be scoldin', she never would be jealous
Her husband would have money to go to the alehouse
He was there a spendin'. she'd be home »
Take Her Out of Pity
The Essential Kingston Trio
by The Kingston Trio
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to you
How we plowed the oceans o'er
And we'll make the alehouses to ring
And the taverns, they will roar
And when our money is all gone
Sure we'll »
Adieu, My Lovely Nancy
Local Ground
by Altan
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an alehouse I used to frequent
And I told my Landlady my Money was spent
I asked her for Credit She answered me nay
Such a Custom as yours I could have any »
The Wild Rover
The Dubliners [Transatlantic]
by The Dubliners
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an alehouse I used to frequent
And I told my Landlady my Money was spent
I asked her for Credit She answered me nay
Such a Custom as yours I could have any »
The Wild Rover
Time To Remember
by The Dubliners
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an alehouse I used to frequent and I told the landlady me money was spent I asked her for credit, I took from me pocket ten sovereigns bright and the landlady's »
The Wild Rover
Sing Loud, Sing Proud
by Dropkick Murphys
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'Cause she lives on a reservation
With a baby called 'shut up and wait'
And the missionary school by the alehouse
Is teaching him how to hate »
Loserville
The Singles Collection, Vol. 4
by Big Country
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at the boathouse, let it carry me away
Now I don't wanna know how it feels to step aside
So I'm leavin' here on a wicked ride
Or I could be back at the alehouse »
Boathouse
A Painter Passing Through
by Gordon Lightfoot
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not willing to suppurate !
Oh, kiss my ass, I'm on my way now,
But I stop at every alehouse
I feel the force, I've got the power
Gonna make it show like »
Angry and Bloody
Dirty Money, Dirty Tricks [Bonus Track]
by Acid Drinkers
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had
That would rid us of all our woes?"
"There's an alehouse alongside the road
Where there's always a glass to spare
You go now and rap »
Amhrán Pheadair Bhreathnaigh
Local Ground
by Altan
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to Califarny.
Instead of digging praties, I'll be digging lumps of gold.
In the days when I was courting, I was never tired resorting
To the alehouse »
Goodbye Mrs. Durkin
The Unicorn
by The Irish Rovers
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