Biography:
The Wolfe Tones is an Irish rebel music band that incorporates elements of Irish traditional music. Formed in 1963, their most recognizable line-up that lasted for nearly 37 years until January 2001 was brothers Brian Warfield and Derek Warfield, and Noel Nagle, and Tommy Byrne. The band take its name from the Irish rebel and patriot Theobald Wolfe Tone, one of the leaders of the Irish Rebellion of 1798, with the double entendre of a wolf tone – a spurious sound that can affect instruments of the violin family.
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- A Nation Once Again
- A Row In The Town Erin Go Bragh
- Admiral William Brown
- Big Strong Man
- Boston Rose
- Broad Black Brimmer
- Celtic Symphony
- Come Out Ye Black And Tans
- Far Away In Australia
- Finnegans Wake
- God Save Ireland
- Grace
- Joe Mc Donnell
- Joe Mcdonnell
- Let The People Sing
- On The One Road
- Oro Se Do Bheatha Bhaile
- Quare Things In Dublin
- Rifles Of The Ira
- Rock On Rockall
- Sean South
- Sean South From Garryowen
- Snipers Promise
- Some Say The Devil Is Dead
- Sunday Bloody Sunday
- The Big Strong Man
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- The Fields Of Athenry
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- The Streets Of New York
- The Wearing Of The Green
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QUARE THINGS IN DUBLIN
INTRO: C G D G
G G G G
There's quare things in Dublin, Between Howth and Crumlin
C G Am D
Down in Ringsend there's a five legged cat
G G G G
And a three-legged donkey, A two-headed monkey
C G D G
There's nothing so quare, As this four-faced old clock
G G G G
There's a clock in old Dublin, That stands on a steeple
C G Am D
Proud and erect, With four faces so tall
G G G G
While one of them says, You are late, It's deceiving
C G D G
The other one says, It's a quarter to four
G C G D D
And you run down the road, And he grins as you hurry
G C G D
When just round the corner, You look in surprise
G G G G
It's not quite the same, As it was on the last street
C G D7 G
This bloody blackguard is, Telling me lies
G G G G
There's quare things in Dublin, Between Howth and Crumlin
C G Am D
Down in Ringsend there's a five legged cat
G G G G
And a three-legged donkey, A two-headed monkey
C G D G
There's nothing so quare, As this four-faced old clock
G G G G
There's a half hour to spare, Now, How will I kill it
C G Am D
I'll nip up the road, Hop in for a jar
G G G G
With the chimes of four bells, I look back in amazement
C G D G
His other side, Sure, has gone past the hour
G C G D
There's a lesson in life, To adopt and interpret
G C G D
It applies to all people, Regardless their race
G G G G
Oh, Don't put your trust, Or your faith in a person
C G D7 G
If sometimes they seem, To have more than one face
G G G G
There's quare things in Dublin, Between Howth and Crumlin
C G Am D
Down in Ringsend there's a five legged cat
G G G G
And a three-legged donkey, A two-headed monkey
C G D G
There's nothing so quare, As this four-faced old clock
G G G G
There's quare things in Dublin, Between Howth and Crumlin
C G Am D
Down in Ringsend there's a five legged cat
G G G G
And a three-legged donkey, A two-headed monkey
C G D G
There's nothing so quare, As this four-faced old clock
INTRO: C G D G
G G G G
There's quare things in Dublin, Between Howth and Crumlin
C G Am D
Down in Ringsend there's a five legged cat
G G G G
And a three-legged donkey, A two-headed monkey
C G D G
There's nothing so quare, As this four-faced old clock
G G G G
There's a clock in old Dublin, That stands on a steeple
C G Am D
Proud and erect, With four faces so tall
G G G G
While one of them says, You are late, It's deceiving
C G D G
The other one says, It's a quarter to four
G C G D D
And you run down the road, And he grins as you hurry
G C G D
When just round the corner, You look in surprise
G G G G
It's not quite the same, As it was on the last street
C G D7 G
This bloody blackguard is, Telling me lies
G G G G
There's quare things in Dublin, Between Howth and Crumlin
C G Am D
Down in Ringsend there's a five legged cat
G G G G
And a three-legged donkey, A two-headed monkey
C G D G
There's nothing so quare, As this four-faced old clock
G G G G
There's a half hour to spare, Now, How will I kill it
C G Am D
I'll nip up the road, Hop in for a jar
G G G G
With the chimes of four bells, I look back in amazement
C G D G
His other side, Sure, has gone past the hour
G C G D
There's a lesson in life, To adopt and interpret
G C G D
It applies to all people, Regardless their race
G G G G
Oh, Don't put your trust, Or your faith in a person
C G D7 G
If sometimes they seem, To have more than one face
G G G G
There's quare things in Dublin, Between Howth and Crumlin
C G Am D
Down in Ringsend there's a five legged cat
G G G G
And a three-legged donkey, A two-headed monkey
C G D G
There's nothing so quare, As this four-faced old clock
G G G G
There's quare things in Dublin, Between Howth and Crumlin
C G Am D
Down in Ringsend there's a five legged cat
G G G G
And a three-legged donkey, A two-headed monkey
C G D G
There's nothing so quare, As this four-faced old clock
The Wooden Wolf
The Woodlands
The Woodys
The Word Alive
The Working Titl (...)
The Yelling
The Yellow Monke (...)
The Yellow Punk
The Yogscast
The Yordles