The Crimson Prince: OST
No more my lawd
by Alan Lomax
No more, my Lord,
No more, my Lord,
Lord, I'll never turn back no more.
I found in Him a resting place,
And He have made me glad.
Jamestown homeward bound
by Forebitter
So fill our sails with the favoring gales,
And with shipmates all around
We'll give three cheers for our starry flag
And the "Jamestown" homeward bound.
Haul away for Rosie
by Victory at sea
Oh, when I was a little boy
My mother often told me;
That If I didn't kiss the girls
My lips would all get mouldy.
Spanish lady
by the yetties
Who should I see but a Spanish lady,
Washing her feet by candlelight.
First she washed them, then she dried them
Over a fire of amber coal,
In all my life I ne'er did see
A maid so sweet about the soul
The rocky road to Dublin
by the Dubliners
blood began to boil,
temper I was losing
poor old Erin's Isle
they began abusing
hooray me soul, says I,
let the shellaillagh fly
Galway boys were by,
and saw I was a-hobblin'
with a loud array,
they joined me in the fray
quickly cleared the way
The Banjo song
by Seasick Steve
everybody need a place to lie
everybody need a place to cry
everybody need a place to die
in your own home
Swallowtail jig
by 3rdderivitive
Whiskey in the jar
by Metallica
Now some men like the fishin' some men like the fowlin',
Some men like ta hear, ta hear the cannon ball a roarin'.
Me? I like sleepin' especially in my Molly's chamber.
But here I am in prison, here I am with ball and chain, yeah.
The Gaelic Reels
By Capercaillie
Broken pieces
By Apocalyptica
A thousand shards of glass
You pushed beneath my skin
Left me lying there to bleed
White blank page
by Mumford and sons
Can you lie next to her and give her your heart, your heart?
As well as your body, and can you lie next to her and confess your love, your love?
As well as your folly and can you kneel before the king and say ‘I’m clean’, ‘I’m Clean’?
Ailein Duinn,
By Karen Matheson
If it is thy pillow the sand
If it is thy bed the seaweed
If it is the fish thy candles bright
If it is the seals thy watchmen
I would drink, though all would abhor it
Of thy heart's blood after thy drowning
Rolling in the deep
By Adele
Throw your soul threw every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow
Bird and the worm
by The Used
Gay pirates
by Cosmo Jarvis
bonus track
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