Johnny's an old man today,and still a magnificent performer, but this video show just how great he was, one of Ireland's greatest singers and finest sons,
Gather up the pots and the aul tin can And the mash, and the corn, the barley and the bran And then run like the Dev from the excise man Keep the smoke from rising Barney
o be the gorra be gorra sure as sure as a spit sizzles on a branch of blackthorn burring behind the heart and the crickets on the bog chirp as they used to then i'll be up the boureene and off to the pub, we will see who has the biggest shalayely then me buckos
Hould me back, boys, hoult me back! Or 'tis I that will be tyin' that scrawny, malingerin' string of misery into a fancy knot so tight that Mary O'Leary and her nine blind cats could be clawin' and scrapin' at it till the crack o' doom and still not have a thread of it loose when the roaring screechin' divil himself comes to drag the sorry lot o' them off to eternal perdition!
Johnny's an old man today,and still a magnificent performer, but this video show just how great he was, one of Ireland's greatest singers and finest sons,
Just one comment on Johnny McEvoy,I wish he was Scottish he is so great !! Alba Go Bragh !!!
Cillian Murphy should make a movie about this! 💚
This is GREAT version of Hills of Connemara!!
Back to Ireland in 2 weeks, can't wait!
It is impossible for me to get tired of this song. I love it!!!!
Can't wait to see Johnny in Boston on March 7th 2009! He's the Best!
Gather up the pots and the aul tin can
And the mash, and the corn, the barley and the bran
And then run like the Dev from the excise man
Keep the smoke from rising Barney
Andy Griffith would sing this to his deputy as they cruised the nearby rolling hills of North Carolina...
I love this song
YEAH! :) This is Music!
Memories here! 🤗👍👍👍👍👍
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Great song!!!!
this is the melody from the old scottish coulters candy reckoned to be one of the first advertisig jingles in the world written in the 1800s
great muic don
My names Danny McEvoy
o be the gorra be gorra sure as sure as a spit sizzles on a branch of blackthorn burring behind the heart and the crickets on the bog chirp as they used to then i'll be up the boureene and off to the pub, we will see who has the biggest shalayely then me buckos
Hould me back, boys, hoult me back! Or 'tis I that will be tyin' that scrawny, malingerin' string of misery into a fancy knot so tight that Mary O'Leary and her nine blind cats could be clawin' and scrapin' at it till the crack o' doom and still not have a thread of it loose when the roaring screechin' divil himself comes to drag the sorry lot o' them off to eternal perdition!
Roberto Mancini !
:D :D :D :D
This song has made me more angry at the invention of Barney the Dinosaur... I now have a connotation with that name.
This sounds like polka rather than Irish Music.
So is a Polka not Irish?
lol americans when they hear the name barney they laugh at you and associate it with some purple dinosoar character, and not as an Irish name.
Lol irish songs