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DOL-LI-A
It's fresh I come down Sandgate Street
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
My best friends here to meet
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
Dolly Coxon's pawned her shirt
Dol-li, Dol-Li
To ride upon a baggage cart
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
The green cuffs have gone away
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
That will be a crying day
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
The black cuffs are coming in
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
That will make the lasses sing
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
(Trad. arr. The Whisky Priests)
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DOL-LI-A
It's fresh I come down Sandgate Street
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
My best friends here to meet
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
Dolly Coxon's pawned her shirt
Dol-li, Dol-Li
To ride upon a baggage cart
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
The green cuffs have gone away
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
That will be a crying day
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
The black cuffs are coming in
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
That will make the lasses sing
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
(Trad. arr. The Whisky Priests)
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3. |
House and Home
03:26
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HOUSE AND HOME
The chill of Winter's icy blast
Brings the Ghost of Christmas Past
At this time of family
Will my loved ones think of me?
A friendly visit never goes a-miss
And and my mistletoe will accpet a kiss
From those who fear to tread my door
And remind me of the times before
My savings are all in the post
To cheer them as they carve the roast
I may not have their luxury feed
Bit all their love is all I need
And when the chill is in my bones
I may not be here when next Christmas comes
And when all is said and done
Will you love me when I'm gone
Well how are you? Long time no see
I hear you're married with a child of three
Maybe one day I'll meet him yet
And we'll share the love that we have left
The biscuits are a kind return
For all the years that i have yearned
To be a full part of your lives
But no charity can buy my pride
And when the chill is in my bones
I may not be here when next Christmas comes
And when all is said and done
Will you love me when I'm gone?
And as I sit here all alone
I may not be here when next Christmas comes
When the Ghost of Christmas Future calls
Will you cherish house and home
(Gary Miller)
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DOL-LI-A
It's fresh I come down Sandgate Street
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
My best friends here to meet
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
Dolly Coxon's pawned her shirt
Dol-li, Dol-Li
To ride upon a baggage cart
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
The green cuffs have gone away
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
That will be a crying day
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
The black cuffs are coming in
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
That will make the lasses sing
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
(Trad. arr. The Whisky Priests)
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DOL-LI-A
It's fresh I come down Sandgate Street
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
My best friends here to meet
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
Dolly Coxon's pawned her shirt
Dol-li, Dol-Li
To ride upon a baggage cart
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
The green cuffs have gone away
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
That will be a crying day
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
The black cuffs are coming in
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
That will make the lasses sing
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
(Trad. arr. The Whisky Priests)
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DOL-LI-A
It's fresh I come down Sandgate Street
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
My best friends here to meet
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
Dolly Coxon's pawned her shirt
Dol-li, Dol-Li
To ride upon a baggage cart
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
The green cuffs have gone away
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
That will be a crying day
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
The black cuffs are coming in
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
That will make the lasses sing
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li, Dol-Li
Dol-Li, De-Dillen-Dol
Dol-Li-A
(Trad. arr. The Whisky Priests)
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The Whisky Priests Durham, UK
The Whisky Priests (1985-2002) was founded by twin brothers, Gary & Glenn Miller (“the Joe Strummer and Mick Jones of Folk Music”). The band was internationally renowned for its energetic live shows, released a number of critically acclaimed albums, toured extensively and developed a worldwide cult following. The band reunited to tour in 2018 and release a 12-disc Complete Discography CD Box-set. ... more
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