Irish Songs Lyrics With Guitar Chords By Martin Dardis

Mick Higgins Songs

	Location   (c)yes the world has (g) gone up in (c)smoke you may laugh but (f) it’s  no (c)joke with (f) j ust one big (c) flash we all got covered in ash yes the world it has (g) gone up in (c) smoke verse   (c) now they closed down (g) gatwick and (c) heathrow  and now there is (f) no where for me to (c) go even (f) if you have the (c) cash you can’t beat the ash yes the world it has (g) gone up in (c) smoke   chorus we can put a man on the moon but next we’ll have to travel by balloon but if you can get a ferry sit down have drink and be merry yes the world it has gone up in smoke   chorus well, how are we supposed to travel it’s a mystery we have yet to unravel with the ash we can’t see clearly, so i think we need o’leary yes the world has gone up in smoke   chorus to iceland i once went and there some money i spent on frozen pizza’s bangers and mash but i never saw no ash yes the world has gone up in smoke chorus      Up In Smoke Lyrics And Guitar Chords By Mick Higgins This is Mick's take on the volcano that erupted in Iceland 15 April 2010 and the effect it had on the general public with the canceling of thousands of aircraft flights around Europe.

	Black Gold The Irish In Malta (g)in our search for the (c) black gold called (d)oil (g)how much of the (c) earth will we (d)spoil (c)we dig holes so (d)deep, (c)where the fish live and (d)sleep in our (c)search for the (d)black gold called (g)oil     chorus (g)we’ll burn a big (c )hole in the (d)sky (g)we’ll poision all the (c)fish till they (d)die (c)we will not be (d )told, we still (c)burn the black (d)gold (c)the black gold (d) we call (g)oil    chorus oh how much more can this earth take when her skin we puncture and bleed her crust we break, her body we rape in our search for the black gold called oil    chorus i wonder what will be her reply will she throw lava up to the sky or will she shudder and shake until she starts to quake from from our search for the black gold called oil.    chorus will her tears be tsunmai’s so high that thousands of people will die will she cover the land, with waters that expand while we burn the black gold called oil The Irish In Malta Song Lyrics And Guitar Chords. Written and recorded by Mick Higgins [G]We are the [D]irish living in[G] malta we sing [C]cead mile [G]failte We’re [C]out here for the [G]craic, we’re [C]never going back We’re the [G]irish [C]living in[G] malta   Well the craic is fun and cheer And the beer is very cheap out here So come in take of your hat there’s a welcome on the mat From irish living in malta   We pray everyday to st, patrick Because most of us are geriatric On our hips we take a chane, when we do riverdance We’re irish living in malta   Out here there no resession And life’s just one long session, Raise your glass and say slainte , sing if you want to We’re irish living in malta   Chorus No tribunals or scandals We wear shorts and sandals Cos over here we never get snow To the beach we go Alive, alive, oh With a bottle of wine, and our sun cream in tow. To the beach we go alive, alive oh With a bottle of wine, and our sun cream in tow. Mick higgins 2010.

	Herbie's Song The Computer Song (g)jumping, turning, (d) dancing (c)spinning, falling (g) down c) the grass the mud (g) and the rain soak (am) through your (d) nightgown. (g)i quickly run to (d) help you, (c) you pull away in (g) fear, you (c) shake and weep, your (g) terrifed as i (am) try to draw you (d) near chorus (g)then you look at me with (d) those sad eyes as (c) if you’ve never (g) seen the (c) man who’s loved you all (g) your life since (am) you were (d)sweet (g)sixteen. (g ) in the kitchen i remove your (d) wet clothes wrap you in a (c) blanket to keep you (g) warm then we(c) sit together by the (g) fire your (am) safe and free from (d) harm i (g) remember when we (d) met as kids the (c) day you took my (g) hand and (c)told me of your (g)thoughts and dreams and your(am) plans for this great(d) land (g) we’d built a cottage (d)by the sea do (c) art, write (g)poetry and (c)have two kids a (g)boy for you and(am) a girl for(d) me, (g)and when we’d raised them(d) big and strong like (c) birds we’d set them (g)free then (c)like the circle (g)of life there’d(am)just be {d}you and (g)me chorus…. (g)now the rain beats on the (d) window my (c) heart is full of (g)pain as you (c) look at me with (g) those sad eyes , you don’t(am) even know my (d)name. (g)may the lord (d)forgive me (c)for what i’m about to (g)do but they are (c)just two little (g)pills my loveone for (am)me and one (d)for(g)you (g)then i’ll hold your hand we’ll (d)close our eyes and (c)soon you’ll look and (g)see the (c)man who loved you (g)all your life since (am)you were (d)sweet (g)sixteen    (c} the man who loved you (g) all your life since (am) you were (d) sweet (g) sixteen  {am} since you were (d) sweet (g) sixteen  © mick higgins may 2010 Here another great song by Mick called 100 More Left Today (C)My love is in (G)love with a (C)computer.  I don’t know (F)what I’m gonna  (C) do with her. She used to run her (F) fingers through my (C)hair.  Now all she needs is software. (C)Oh my love is in (G)love with a (C)computer. There was a time in our house.  When I was her special mickey mouse. Now she likes it quick, with just little two clicks. Oh my love is in love with a computer. Now I'm beginning to get scared, because she's started talking  about new hardware. She gazes lovingly as the screen flickers I dream of when she wore French knickers. Oh my love is in love with a computer. Oh I just want to see her boobs.  But she's always busy with Facebook and YouTube. Now she's talking wire free.  I think she wants to castrate me.  Oh my love is in love with a computer. We used to kiss and play all night.  Now talks about gigs and megabytes I think of what used to be as she plugs in her usb. Oh my love is in love with a computer. Now my life's become a living hell.  All talks about is Windows 7 and Excel. Zip folders and files, she sits so long she's going to get piles. Oh my love is in love with a computer. So I went to see my friend Fred.  I said Fred, how can  I get my love back to bed.  With a look that was sort of spiritual.  He said, I think the only way is virtual. Oh my love is in love with a computer. I think I'm gonna to have to shoot her.

	Ruth The Rose   (c) here’s to ruth the loveliest (am) rose, born (f) where the river shannon (g) flows, (c) raised by the boyne’s flowing (am) streams, a  rose to (f) carry german   dreams. (g) (am)  there’s been a rose so (f) fine as the (am) rose from the river rhine. (g) her (am) smile lights up every (f) where  the german (am) rose with the golden (g) hair. from tara’s hill (c) to germany (am) to the (f) lovely vale of (g) tralee no finer (c) rose will you ever (am) see than the lovely (f) rose from germany (g). (c) here’s to ruth the loveliest (am) rose, born (f) where the river shannon (g) flows, (c) raised by the boyne’s flowing (am) streams, a  rose to (f) carry german   dreams. (g) (am) eyes  green as the emerald (f) isle their (am) sparkle can be seen (g) miles (am) shining near and (f) far brighter (am) than the brightest (g) stars. the (c) pale moon shining on the (am) vale, billowing (f) sails on tralee (g) bay, these (c) sight s just can’nt (am) compare to the german (f) rose, with the golden (g) hair. (c) here’s to ruth the loveliest (am) rose, born (f) where the river shannon (g) flows, (c) raised by the boyne’s flowing (am) streams, a  rose to (f) carry german   dreams. (g) _______________________________ Ruth The Rose lyrics and guitar chords by Mick Higgins. A song all about Ruth Levins who is Germany's entry in this year's [2010]  Rose Of Tralee festival. Ruth originally comes from Limerick / Drougheda. The Rose Of Tralee festival takes place each year with this year's festival taken place 20/24 August. Anoth great song by Mick