Songs

Rugby Songs

Father Abraham     Molly Malone

Flower of Scotland All Blacks Haka

The Wild Rover Ireland’s Call

Fields of Athenry

Father Abraham

CHORUS: Father Abraham had seven sons.
And seven sons had Father Abraham.
And he never laughed,
And he never cried,
All he did was go like this.

(With motions)
With a left (arm), With a left
With a right (arm), With a right
With a left (leg), With a left
With a right (leg), With a right
With a HOO (head), With a HOO
With a AAH (pelvis), With a AAH

Father Abraham (HUAH) had seven sons (HUAH)
And seven sons had Father Abraham (HUAH)
And he never laughed (HUAH)
And he never cried (HUAH)
All he did was go like this (HUAH)

And repeat till told to shut-up

Molly Malone

In Dublin’s fair city,
where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheel’d her wheel barrow
Thro’ streets broad and narrow

(Chorus)
Crying “Cockles and Mussels alive, alive O!”
Alive, alive O! Alive, alive O
Crying Cockles and Mussels Alive, alive O!

She was a fishmonger,
But sure ’twas no wonder,
For so were her father and mother before,
And they each wheel’d their barrow
Thro’ streets broad and narrow

(Repeat Chorus)

She died of a fever
And no one could save her,
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone;
But her ghost wheels her barrow
Thro’ streets broad and narrow

(Repeat Chorus)

Flower of Scotland

O Flower of Scotland When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for
Your wee bit Hill and Glen
And stood against him
Proud Edward’s Army,
And sent him homeward
Tae think again.
The Hills are bare now
And Autumn leaves lie thick and still
O’er land that is lost now
Which those so dearly held
That stood against him
Proud Edward’s Army
And sent him homeward
Tae think again.

Those days are past now
And in the past they must remain
But we can still rise now
And be the nation again
That stood against him
Proud Edward’s Army
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

0 Flower of Scotland
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for
Your wee bit Hill and Glen
And stood against him
Proud Edward’s Army,
And sent him homeward
Tae think again.

All Blacks Haka

Ka mate, Ka Mate
(It is death, It is death)

Ka ora, Ka ora
(It is life, It is life)

Ka mate, Ka mate
(It is death, It is death)

Ka ora, Ka ora
(It is life, It is life)

Tenei Te Tangata Puhuruhuru
(This is the hairy man)

Nana i tiki mai whakawhiti te ra
(who caused the sun to shine again for me)

Upane, Upane
(Up the ladder, Up the ladder)

Upane, Kaupane
(Up to the top)

Whiti te ra
(the sun shines)

The Wild Rover

I’ve been a wild rover for many a year,
And I’ve spent all my money on whiskey and beer,
But now I’m returning with gold in great store,
And I never will play the wild rover no more.

Chorus:
And it’s no, nay, never
No, nay, never, no more,
Will I play the rover
No never, no more.

I went to an alehouse I used to frequent,
And I told the landlady my money was spent.
I asked her for credit, she answered me nay.
Such custom like yours I could have any day.

Chorus

I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright,
And the landlady’s eyes opened wide with delight,
She said, “I have whiskeys and wines of the best,
And I’ll take you upstairs, and I’ll show you the rest.”

Chorus

I’ll go home to my parents, confess what I’ve done,
And I’ll ask them to pardon their prodigal son.
And if they caress me as oft times before,
I never will play the wild rover no more!

Chorus

Ireland’s Call

Come the day and come the hour,
Come the power and the glory,
We have come to answer our country’s call,
For the four Provinces of Ireland

Ireland, Ireland,
Together standing tall,
Shoulder to shoulder,
We’ll answer Ireland’s call

Ireland, Ireland,
Together standing tall,
Shoulder to shoulder,
We’ll answer Ireland’s call

Fields of Athenry

By a lonely prison wall,
I heard a young girl calling:
“Michael, they are taking you away,
For you stole Trevelyn’s corn,
So the young might see the morn.
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay”

Chorus
Low lie the fields of Athenry,
Where once we watched the small free birds fly.
Our love was on the wing.
We had dreams and songs to sing.
It’s so lonely round the fields of Athenry

By a lonely prison wall,
I heard a young man calling:
“Nothing matters, Mary, when you’re free.
Against the famine and the crown
I rebelled, they cut me down.
Now you must raise our child with dignity”

Chorus

By a lonely harbour wall,
She watched the last star falling,
As that prison ship sailed out against the sky. Sure she’ll wait and hope and pray
For her love in Botany Bay,
It’s so lonely round the fields of Athenry

Chorus

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