Search results for 'foyle'

Ireland isn't sure what to do about water charges
But needs someone to take the fall
My Ireland
You are the river rush of the Corrib
Nore
Foyle
Suir
Shannon

Glass Bottom Boat [From Glass Bottom Boat]

Doris Day

Move Over Darling

1997

condominium
A bluebird oyster was caught with "foyle"
He "swoyre" he didn't even know the "goyle"

The deep blue sea, the deep blue sea
There's a lot

Maid of Culmore

Celtic Thunder

Voyage

2012

goodbye
But the last time I saw her, it grieved my heart sore
For she sailed down Loch Foyle and away from Culmore

If I had the power: the storms for

And I'll buy a one way fare.

To Dublin on the sippy
Or Derry on the foyle
One day I know I will return
To my friendly Irish soil.

Oh, Ireland how I miss

Lough Foyle

Robin Williamson

A Glint at the Kindling/Five Bardic Mysteries

IÂ'd twist the orders
And put confusion on the soldier boys

To Northern Ireland for summer training
Near to Lough Foyle not far from Derry town
To get

Foyle

Then he threw his arms around her saying if fortune should favour me
In wedlock bands we'll join our hands when I return to thee
And from Derry

what I told ya
Don't point your tin foyle trigger at me 

But wait
It's just PVA 
Holding everything in place
No way
This paper mache
could pierce a hole

Veteran Herbert
In a sandwich board
Walks up the hill
In High Street
Free pictures to look at in Foyles on the fourth floor!
Encouraging art in

Royal, shit
I grew up kinda spoiled
Used to go to Warriors games
To cheer Adonal Foyle
In Oakland Arena
With my man Gilbert Arenas
Still can't believe

town my friends stood round
And I bad adieu to all
And down Lough Foyle, and away I went
From the hills of Donegal.

The night being dark and stormy

these flossy warriors Adonal Foyle'd their dreams
Yo I'm broilin green beans keenly every three meals
Commit flying guillotine, routinely clean wheels

lady,
and my best friend Foyle makes it three;
he's been shopping my disk around,
and every suit he met said
he could take this show downtown.

Give me

to
Rattray Head
Lough Foyle to Carlingford Lough, warning
of gales ahead.
Speck of mind among myriads
Distract, obscure the question
Why am I?
Deep blue sea

Groves where I played as a boy 
The fragrance of the flowers, that I gathered with such joy 
The musky smell of River Foyle, where I swam without a care

on to join the Strule
And with the Derg they make the Mourne
That lively sparkling jewel
Which flows on down to meet the Finn
And thus becomes the Foyle
Now it

Rolling down the highway aiming for the stars
I'm desperate for action a Gully Foyle from mars
Dressed in a tuxedo a trenchcoat of steel
Everything

her nickel,
And nobody knew she was there.

The third old lady was Hildegard Foyle,
She hadn't been living according to Hoyle,
ŠWas relieved when

of tomorrow


At the mouth of the Foyle, bid farwell to the soil
As down below decks we were lying
O'Doherty screamed, woke him out of a dream
By a vision

hali
Tamamlanmamış resimlerin imzalı
Takdimi: ingvar ya da foyle ruhumun taşeronu
Gündüz gözüyle görünmem hakaretamiz olur mu?
Çölde tanzimat var, bu

her nickel,
And nobody knew she was there.

The third old lady was Hildegard Foyle,
She hadn't been living according to Hoyle,
Was relieved when

goodbye,
But the last time I saw her it grieved my heart sore,
For she sailed down Loch Foyle and away from Culmore.

If I had the power the storms for

The Maid of Culmore

Cara Dillon

Cara Dillon

2002

But the last time I saw her it grieved my heart sore
For she sailed down Loch Foyle and away from Culmore

If I had the power the storms for to rise