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Lyrics for:
Billy O'Shea

Sheet Music (and more information about this song)

Oh, we all got drunk in Dub-lin City,
All down me Billies,
We all got drunk in Dub-lin City,
All down Billy O'Shea.

Chorus:
All down, all down,
All down me Billies,
All down, all down by Dub-lin City,
All down Billy O'Shea.

Saint Patrick was a roamin' sailor,
All down me Billies,
He had a Pater and a Mater,
All down Billy O'Shea.

He sailed around by the Gloucester Diamond,
All down me Billies,
And he drove the snakes all out of Ireland.
All down Billy O'Shea.

Chorus

I'll sing you a song of the Blackball Line, boys,
All down me Billies,
That's the line where I wasted me prime, boys,
All down Billy O'Shea.

There was tinkers, tailors and fakers all, boys,
All down me Billies,
They shipped us A.B.s aboard the Blackball.
All down Billy O'Shea.

Chorus

Just take a trip to Liverpool, boys,
All down me Billies,
Liverpool that packet school, boys,
All down Billy O'Shea.

Yankee sailors you'll see there, boys,
All down me Billies,
With their red-topped boots and short-cut hair, boys.
All down Billy O'Shea.

Chorus

Santander Jim was the mate from Hell, boys,
All down me Billies,
With fists or iron and feet as well, boys,
All down Billy O'Shea.

It's "Foretop halyards!" he does roar, boys,
All down me Billies,
And "Lay aloft Mick, ye a son of a whore!", boys.
All down Billy O'Shea.

Chorus


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