Some of you who used to contact me through Facebook may be wondering why you can't contact me through Facebook anymore. Well the reason is, that I deleted my personal and also the account associated with this website.

In my heart I new I would eventually leave Facebook, it was on the cards for a few years. The main reason I left is because Facebook is an ungodly place to hangout.
Most days when I'd log into Facebook I'd come across posts that were contrary to my beliefs as a Christian.

I assumed I could edit what I seen on Facebook by deleting so called Facebook friends who posted offending images and spoke unchristian views. Well I did delete probably half of my so called friends but the images kept appearing, a friend of a friend would like this or that and it showed up on my page, so I'd delete the offending item. This became too much so I left Facebook.

Some would say that most people have to put up with offending stuff on Facebook on a daily basic and it doesn't effect them too much. That maybe the case for some, but when you're a true believer and come across unchristian remarks and images each day, it can hit you like a ton of bricks. Your heart just sinks, it's difficult to describe the feeling, but I'm sure other true believers will know that sinking feeling.

Wilhelmus is the national anthem for The Netherlands. The tin whistle notes are in the key of G Major, just the F is sharp. Back to thetin whistle sheet music section .

Diamantina Drover was recorded by Redgum and by Christy Moore among many others. The sheet music for tin whistle is in the key of G and suitable for the D whistle. Thanks to Alison from The Mudcat Cafe for the notes to the song. Back to the tin whistle sheet music .

This tune was requested for the tin whistle but when I checked it out I found it either went too high or too low for the whistle. I found the notes over at The Session website. Those who read sheet music will see that this version for 4 string banjo has a low C note which means it not suitable for whistle unless you fake it. I'll leave it here in case banjo players want to try it out. It's tuned GDAE.

This song is also known as Were All Part Of Jackies Army. It's an Irish football [ soccer ] song. If your looking for the sheet music for the main verse and chorus then it uses the same tune as God Save Ireland which is in the tin whistle section of the site. Where it says ''We're All Part Of Jackies Army'' is the same as the chorus in God Save Ireland Lyrics And Chords. If you can't figure it out give me a shout and I'll do it for you. Also recorded by Mundy in 2016.

​Intro. chords [Am[C][Am][C][D]

Words and music by Mick Curry. Recorded by Christy Moore.
Return to mylist of Christy Moore Songs .

He was [G]Lawless by name, [C]Lawless by [G]nature,
He was trouble [C]right from the [G]start.
[Am]Hard as nails, runnin' [C]wild through the streets
He was [G]breakin' his poor mother's [D]heart.
[Am]Nature played a [D]trick on Lawless
and the [G]humour of nature is [D]cruel[G].
He grew up as we [C]all had ex[G]pected -
into a [D]dangerous [G]fool.

[G]He was a hard man, a [C]man for all [G]seasons,
He was always [D]out for a [G]fight.
He [Am]couldn't hold drink but [C]still he'd get plastered
in[G] Clark's every Saturday [D]night,
He's[Am]strip to the vest and [D]challenge the [C]best
until the [G]Guards they were called to come [D]fast,
and they'd [G]lock him away for the [C]rest of the [G]day
and let him out on the Sun[D]day for [G]Mass.

[G]Oh one night he went down
to the [C]Ringsend Re[G]gatta
where he met up with the [D]bold Dolly [G]Platts
She [Am]wasn't exactly [D]what you'd call [C]beauty,
but [G]she was the belle of our [D]flats.
A [Am]whirlwind romance and [D]Dolly took a [C]flier
with [G]Lawless she would settle [D]down
It was [G]pure coincidence [C]three months be[G]fore
there was a yankee des[C]troyer in [G]town.

[G]And the couple were blessed with [C]one of god's [G]miracles
before six [D]months had e[G]lapsed
[Am]Dolly gave birth to a [D]nine-pound black [C]baby
and [G]Lawless was fit to coll[D]apse
She [Am]swore she'd [C]never been [D]touched by a[C]nother
and [G]Lawless took her at her wo[D]rd,
and the [G]neighbours exclaimed, 'he's the [C]spit of his [G]father, 
and the cuckoo is a [D]wonderful [G]bird.'

[G][Am][C][Am][C][D]

Oh now [G]Lawless stays in and looks [C]after his [G]baby
while Dolly goes [Am]out for the [G]night.
The old [Am]gossips all say she's [D]free in her [C]ways
and [G]their evil rumours ran [D]rife.
When [Am]Lawless heard this he waited for [C]Dolly
in the [G]bridge where the river runs [D]low.
No[G]one will ever know [C]what happened [G]next,
but Dolly drowned in the [C]water be[G]low.

[G]Some say he's crazy and [C]more say he's [G]evil,
everyone [D]says that he's [G]mad.
No[Am]one will defend him, [D]he was no [C]angel,
but I'll [G]tell you he wasn't all [D]bad.
They've [Am]locked him away for the[D] rest of his [C]natural
[G]never again will he [D]see
down the [G]back of Ringsend
there's a [C]lonely child [G]playing
where the Liffey flows [D]into the [G]sea.

This tin whistle sheet music is for a French Childrens counting song. It's in the key of G but with most of the songs on the site it can be played on the D whistle. Return to the tin whistle sheet music .

​I'm a member of a Monday club I'm up in the morning down to the pub
In every village in every town the Monday club is sure to be found
A load of lads all sick from the beer they sit at the counter
And they sneer and jeer about what happened the night before
When all the time they're watching the door.

I'm a member of a Monday club I'm up in the morning down to the pub
I'm up on a monday morning and down for the cure
I'm a member of a Monday club I'm up in the morning down to the pub
I'm up on a Monday morning that's for sure.

Ye have the fella he doesn't really care every Monday morning he's the first one there
Hoping enofe guys are sick so he can give them loads of stick
Then the fella embarressed as hell sure he only rembebered last night he fell
In front of everyone in the bar while the wife was waiting.

Oh the Monday club, the Monday club I'm a member of the Monday club
I'm up on a Monday morning that's for sure
the Monday club, the Monday club I'm a member of the Monday club
I'm up on a Monday morning for me cure.

The Monday club they are a unique bunch other people don't understand them much
But when you're sick and you need your cure the Monday club they're there for sure
The man behind the bar has the say sure he'll keep the craic going all day
And every new face that comes through the door is in for a slagging, that's for sure

the Monday club, the Monday club I'm a member of the Monday club
I'm up on a Monday morning I'm down for me cure.
Oh the Monday club, the Monday club I'm a member of the Monday club
I'm up on a Monday morning and that's for sure.

The Monday club they really do care, they'll take you back out on the tear
Then drink as many pints as you can and wake up Tuesday morning a new man

Here's the guitar chords.
Aidan plays this song in the key of Gm. To play along with Aidan then put a capo on the 4th fret and play these chords.

[Em]I'm a member of a Monday club I'm [C]up in the morning down to the pub
In [G]every village in every town the [Dm]Monday club is sure to be [Em]found
A load of lads all sick from the beer they [C]sit at the counter
And they sneer and jeer a[G]bout what happened the night before
When [Dm]all the time they're watching the [Em]door.

the [C]Monday club, the Monday club I'm a [G]member of the Monday club
I'm [Dm]up on a monday morning and down for the [Em]cure
The [C]Monday club the Monday club I'm a[G] member of the Monday club
I'm [Dm]up on a Monday morning that's for [Em]sure.


[Em]Ye have the fella he doesn't really care eve[C]ry Monday morning he's the first one there
[G]Hoping enofe guys are sick so he can [Dm]give them loads of [Em]stick
Then the fella embarressed as hell sure he [C]only rembebered last night he fell
In[G] front of everyone in the bar while the [Dm]wife was waiting in the[Em] car.

Oh the [C]Monday club, the Monday club I'm a mem[G]ber of the Monday club
I'm [Dm]up on a Monday morning that's for [Em]sure
the [C]Monday club, the Monday club I'm a [G]member of the Monday club
I'm[Dm] up on a Monday morning for me [Em]cure.

The Monday club they are a unique bunch [C]other people don't understand them much
But [G]when you're sick and you need your cure the Monday [Dm]club they're there for [Em]sure
The man behind the bar has the say sure [C]he'll keep the craic going all day
And [G]every new face that comes through the door [Dm]is in for a slagging, that's for [Em]sure

the Monday club, the Monday club I'm a mem[G]ber of the Monday club
I'm [Dm]up on a Monday morning I'm down for me [Em]cure.
Oh the[C] Monday club, the Monday club I'm a [G]member of the Monday club
I'm [Dm]up on a Monday morning and that's for [Dm]sure.

The[Em]] Monday club they really do care, [C]they'll take you back out on the tear
Then [G]drink as many pints as you can and [Dm]wake up Tuesday morning a new [Em]man.

Oblivious was written and recorded by singer / songwriter by Mick Blake. It was recorded in 2016 by Christy Moore [ song words ] and is on Christy's latest album ''Lily''. The song is a dig at some Irish people who vote for the same ​political parties during every general election.

​
Chorus
What will it take to make us angry ?
Where is the spark to light our flame ?
We've been sold out taken in yet blindly
We'll do it all again, we'll fuel that grave train, 

oblivious, it's like were oblivious
We stick with the tribe and we stand by our man
Whipped into shame by this great master plan
Stuck in a spiral still fighting an old civil war


The men and the women of nineteen sixteen
Risked their lives for a national dream
A hundred years later and what was it all for
Hear their voices resounding

Calling to me and to you
All that they dreamed for and died for
Has been squandered by scoundrels and fools
Is this the best we can do.

What will it take to make us angry ?
Where is that line that can't be crossed
We've been sold out taken in yet blindly
We'll do it all again, we'll fuel that grave train, 
oblivious, it's like were oblivious.

So when they give all that you treasure away for a pittance
Or banish your children to toil on a rich foreign shore
When they prey on the weakest and bow to the ones that have plenty
They know that you'll follow blindly as you did before.

Imagine a nation where people are free not slaves to some gombeenman economy
Sold into bondage one ill fated September night, 
where smooth talking sleeveens don't spin and pretend
Their promises not just a means to an end and justice isn't what's legal
It's what is right

But the king of Islandeady echoes the cries of the clown
Heaps pain on the sick and needy to soften the Ice-maiden's frown
And we take it all lying down

Here's the guitar chords for the Mick Blake version

​Chorus
[C]What will it take [F]to make us [C]angry[F] ?
[Am]Where is the [F]spark to light our [C]flame[G] ?
We've been [Am]sold out [F]taken in yet [C]blindly[F]
We'll do it [G]all a[F]gain, we'll fuel [Em]that grave [F]train, 

o[Dm]blivio[F]us, it's like were [Dm]oblivious
We [C]stick with the tribe and we [Em]stand by our man
[Am]Whipped into shame by this great master [F]plan
[C]Stuck in a spiral still [Em]fighting an old ci[F]vil war

​[C]Back in the day we had[Em] men of esteem
[Am]Risked their lives for a [F]national dream
A [C]century away  [Em]what was it all[F] for
Hear their voices down the [C]decades

[F]Calling to me and to [C]you
[F]All that they dreamed for and [Em]died for
Has been [F]squandered by scoundrels and [Dm]fools
Is this [F]really the best we can [G]do.

Tell me [C]What will it [F]take to make us [C]angry[F] ?
[Am]Where is that [F]line that can't be [C]crossed[G]
[Am]We've been sold out [F]taken in yet [C]blindly[F]
We'll do it [Em]all a[F]gain, we'll [Em]fuel that grave [F]train, 
o[Dm]blivious,,,,[G]  o[C]blivio[G]us[C].

So [F]when they give all that you treasure away for a [C]pittance
Or [F]banish your children to toil on a rich foreign [C]shore
When they [F]prey on the weakest and bow to the ones that have [Em]plenty,,[Am]
They [Dm]know that you'll follow blindly as you did be[G]fore.

I[C]magine a nation where [Em]people are free not [Am]slaves to some gombeenman e[F]conomy
[C]Sold into bondage one [Em]ill fated September [F]night, [C],,[F]
where [C]smooth talking sleeveens don't [Em]spin and pretend
Their [Am]promises not just a [F]means to an end and [C]justice isn't what's [Em]legal
It's what is [F]right

But the king of Island[C]eady [F]echoes the cries of the [C]clown
Heaps [F]pain on the sick and [Em]needy to [F]soften the Ice-maiden's [Dm]frown
And [F]we take it all lying [G]down

This is a tribute to Nathan Carter by Pete Creighton.Pete has produced for the Corrigan brothers, Shay Healy, Sean O Dowd 
He has performed with the Johnny Flynn showband, Sean o dowd, fantasy and the corrigan brothers. The tune of the song is ​muirsheen durkin.

​Oh he comes from Liverpool, won the fleadhs while still at school
Played the box did Irish dancing and that piano too
Nathan and his band travel up and down the land
Rockin' mama with the wagon wheel [ lyrics and chords ],and his nan she runs the crew

After gigs he meets the fans stands for hours shaking hands
Taking selfies taking photos and having the auld craic
There's not a nicer lad from Tralee to Kinnegad
Once you see young Nathan you will want to go back

Chorus
Oh all the girls are mad for this lad called Nathan Carter
From Kerry up to Derry from Cork to Donegal
Oh day and night he's drivin' to keep the nation jivin
This wagon wheel keeps turning he's bringing joy to all

So here's to Nathan's band there's no better in the land
Here's to a great showman and a fine singer too
They love him in Killarney in Roscrea and down in Blarney
Three cheers for Nathan Carter there's no one quiet like you.

Repeat chorus