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Reunion: A Decade of Solas [CD/DVD] (Solas) · Sufriendo A Solas (Lupillo Rivera) · A Solas Con Chayanne [CD/DVD] (Chayanne) · A Solas con Chayanne (Chayanne) · Reunion: A Decade of Solas [CD/DVD] (Solas) · A Solas con Chayanne (Chayanne) · Solas (Ronan Hardiman) · A Solas En Vivo (Margarita Rosa de Francisco) · North Country Maid [Japan Bonus Tracks] (Marianne Faithfull) · North Country Maid (Marianne Faithfull) – and 85 other albums »


There lived a man in Bucharest 
Ula was his name 
He fell in love with a pretty fair maid 
From a foreign shore she came 
Her name was princess
Lost in Daedalian deeps
The mystic Sola Terra
Forever, shall exist
Within the grips of ocean
Lost in abyssal mist

Cursed by nature
Hence sea
loud the waves roar,
Thunder clouds rend the air;
Baffled our foe's stand on the shore
Follow they will not dare

Though the waves leap, soft shall ye
to the shore
And the joy bells are ringing for the maid of Culmore

The first time I saw her she passed me by
And the next time I saw her she bid me goodbye
Pretty maids all in a row lined up
Outside my cabin door
I've never wanted any of them wanting me
Except the girl from the Red River shore

Well, I
As I walked out one morning
All in the month of May
Down by a flowery garden
I carelessly did stray 

I overheard a young maid
In sorrow did
to the shore
And the joy bells are ringing for the maid of Culmore

The first time I saw her, she passed me by
And the next time I saw her, she bid me
dream!
Nor will I quit thy shore
A second time; for I still seem
To love thee more and more.

Among thy mountains did I feel
The joy of my desire;
'Twas on one summer's evening all in the month of May
Down by a flowery garden I carelessly did stray
I overheard a young maid in sorrow to complain
As I rode ashore from my schooner close by
A girl on the beach sir I chanced to espy
Her hair it was red and her bonnet was blue
Her place
of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover

For a sailor its' always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
That he longs for the shore
of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover

For a sailor it's always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
'Til he launch for the shore
My Truly, Truly Fair
Guy Mitchell
Backed by Mitch Miller and his Orchestra
Written by Bob Merrill

Peaked at # 2 in 1951
Competing versions
My Truly, Truly Fair
Guy Mitchell
Backed by Mitch Miller and his Orchestra
Written by Bob Merrill

Peaked at # 2 in 1951
Competing versions
time by loving me plenty
She knows there'll come a day when we won't be getting any

The stain of the sepia the butcher Crimea
Through the wreck
of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover

For a sailor it's always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
'Til he launch for the shore
life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
And he longs for the shore and a charming young whore
Who'll make all his troubles away
All the noise
European Maids, hard to ignore
You, me and the boys, barred from the shore
Fresh-faced imbeciles, laughing at me
I've been laughing myself, is
Did you know the moon controls the tides, it's the maid that cleans the oceans. 
Even the waves don't crash the shores in vain. 
The tides drag
a bird perched on him and swash buckled the same
Peg leg navigator starboard to port
By the nautical star of male an the harbor is yours
And you should
of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover

For a sailor its' always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
That he longs for the shore
of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover

For a sailor it's always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and by day
'Til he launch for the shore