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John Mcdermott - Danny Boy
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John Mcdermott - Daughter Of Mine
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John Mcdermott - Gesu Bambino
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John Mcdermott - Oh Rowan Tree
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John Mcdermott - Panis Angelicus
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John Mcdermott - Postcard From Paris
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John Mcdermott - Scotland For Ever
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John Mcdermott - Steal Away
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John Mcdermott - Suo Gan
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John Mcdermott - The Fields Of Athenry
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John Mcdermott - The Last Rose Of Summer
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John Mcdermott - Voyage
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John Mcdermott - When I Grow Too Old To Dream
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John Mcdermott - Wild Mountain Thyme
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John Mcdermott - Amazing Grace
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John Mcdermott - And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda
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John Mcdermott - Annie Laurie
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John Mcdermott - Auld Lang Syne
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John Mcdermott - Ave Maria
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John Mcdermott - Barbara Allan
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John Mcdermott - Believe Me If All Those Endearing Young Charms
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John Mcdermott - Bluebells Of Scotland
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John Mcdermott - By Yon Bonnie Banks
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John Mcdermott - Christmas In The Trenches
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John Mcdermott - Christmas Memories
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John Mcdermott - Fairwell To Pripchat
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John Mcdermott - Farewell To Pripchat
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John Mcdermott - Flow Gently Sweet Afton
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John Mcdermott - Friend Like You
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John Mcdermott - Galway Bay
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John Mcdermott - Guardian Angel
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John Mcdermott - Hello In There
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John Mcdermott - Here, There And Everywhere
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John Mcdermott - Herere & Everywhere
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John Mcdermott - Instrumental Medley 1
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John Mcdermott - Instrumental Medley 2
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John Mcdermott - Kathleen
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John Mcdermott - Lachin Y Gair
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John Mcdermott - Lachin Y Gair (Dark Loch Nagar)
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John Mcdermott - Lo How A Rose E'er Blooming
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John Mcdermott - Mary Of Argyle
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John Mcdermott - Mother Machree
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John Mcdermott - My Ain Folk
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John Mcdermott - My Bonnie
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John Mcdermott - My Love Is Like A Red Red Rose
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John Mcdermott - Natives
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John Mcdermott - Never Be The Sun
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John Mcdermott - No Change In Me
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John Mcdermott - O Holy Night
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John Mcdermott - O Little Town Of Bethleham
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John Mcdermott - O Little Town Of Bethlehem
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John Mcdermott - Old Tin Star
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John Mcdermott - One Last Cold Kiss
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John Mcdermott - One Small Star
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John Mcdermott - She Moved Thro' The Fair
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John Mcdermott - Silent Night
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John Mcdermott - Somewhere A Child Is Sleeping
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John Mcdermott - Sonny's Dream
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John Mcdermott - Sweet Sister Mary
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John Mcdermott - The Bard Of Armagh
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John Mcdermott - The Bard Of Armaugh
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John Mcdermott - The Cliffs Of Doneen
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John Mcdermott - The Cliffs Of Dooneen
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John Mcdermott - The Dutchman
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John Mcdermott - The Faded Coat Of Blue
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John Mcdermott - The Green Fields Of France
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John Mcdermott - The Green Isle Of Erin
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John Mcdermott - The Harp That Once
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John Mcdermott - The Holly & The Ivy
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John Mcdermott - The Lark In The Clear Air
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John Mcdermott - The Massacre Of Glencoe
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John Mcdermott - The Metting Of The Waters
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John Mcdermott - The Minstrel Boy
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John Mcdermott - The Mountains Of Mourne
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John Mcdermott - The Old House
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John Mcdermott - The Old Man
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John Mcdermott - The Parting Glass
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John Mcdermott - The Rose Of Tralee
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John Mcdermott - The Secret Of Christmas
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John Mcdermott - The Skye Boat Song
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John Mcdermott - The Spanish Lady
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John Mcdermott - The Spinningwheel
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John Mcdermott - The Sun Is Burning
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John Mcdermott - What Child Is This
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John Mcdermott - When You And I Were Young, Maggie
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John Mcdermott - Winter Clothes
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John Mcdermott - Ye Banks And Braes Of Bonnie Doon
The Mountains Of Mourne
John Mcdermott
With the people here working by day and by night
They dont sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat
But theres gangs of them thats what Ive been told
So I just ook a hand at this digging for gold
But all that I found there I might as well be
Where the mountains of mourne sweep down to the sea
I believe that when writing a wish you expressed
As to how the fine ladies in london were dressed
Well if youll believe me, when asked to a ball
They dont wear a top to their dresses at all!
Oh Ive seen them myself, and you could not in truth,
Say if they were bound for a ball or a bath
Dont be starting them fashions now, marry machree
Where the mountains of mourne sweep down to the sea
You remember young peter oloughlin, of course
Well, now he is here at the head of the force
I met him today, I was crossing the strand
And he stopped the whole street
With one wave of his hand
And there we stood talking of days that are gone
While the whole population of london looked on
But for all these great powers, hes wishful like me
To be back where dark mourne sweeps down to the sea
Theres beautiful girls here - oh never you mind!
With beautiful shapes nature never designed
And lovely complexions, all roses and cream
But oloughlin remarked with regard to the same:
That if all those roses you venture to sip,
The colour might all come away on your lip
So Ill wait for the wild rose thats waiting for me
Where the mountains of mourne sweep down to the sea