Tell me the legends of long ago
When the kings and queens would dance in the realm of the Black
Rose

Play me the melodies I want to know
So I can teach my children, oh


Pray tell me the story of young C£ Chulainn
How his eyes were dark his expression sullen
And how he'd fight and always won

And how they cried when he was fallen

Oh tell me the story of the Queen of this land

And how her sons died at her own hand
And how fools obey commands
Oh tell me the legends of long ago


Where the mountains of Mourne come down to the sea
Will she no come back to me

Will she no come back to me

Oh Shenandoah I hear you calling

Far away you rolling river
Roll down the mountain side
On down on down go lassie go


Oh Tell me the legends of long ago
When the kings and queens would dance in the realms of the Black

Rose
Play me the melodies so I might know
So I can tell my children, oh


My Roisin Dubh is my one and only true love
It was a joy that Joyce brought to me

While William Butler waits
And Oscar, he's going Wilde


Ah sure, Brendan where have you Behan?
Looking for a girl with green eyes
My dark Rosaleen is my only colleen

That Georgie knows Best

But Van is the man

Starvation once again
Drinking whiskey in the jar-o
Synge's Playboy of the Western World


As Shaw, Sean I was born and reared there
Where the Mountains of Mourne come down to the sea

Is such a long, long way from Tipperary