singer James Keelaghan

  You Know Me
You know me, I'm the one Who's always got something to say I...

  Safe Home
If I don't write, I don't call Don't mean I don't miss you a...

  Who Dies
A nephew once asked me when he was quite young Who dies? I s...

  Kiris Piano
th Fret Of all of Kiri Ito's joys, the thing...

  Red-winged Blackbird
Thought I heard a red-winged blackbird Red-winged blackbird ...

  Refugee
I will write you one last time You will be here in the morni...

  Hillcrest Mine
It's the men that die in labour Sweating coal from the womb ...

  My Blood
There are people in the world tonight who are weeping 'cause...

  Get To You
There's a cold wind from the north tonight Wreaking hell wit...

  Sweet Thames Flow Softly
I met my love at Woolwich Pier beneath the big crane standin...

  Boom Gone To Bust
My Dad started east some time in the thirties With the On-To...

  Leave Town
I knocked off work at four o'clock, the sun was beating down...

  Dance As You Go
One day on the rails, at the age of seventeen Hungry for hor...

  Whats For You
I've been taking stock and I've been taking time I've been t...

  Snap The Line Tight
I've got a halibut boat, the opening is over The fish just w...

  Lost
Lost, I am lost on the vale of emotion Tossed, like a stone ...

  Misty Mountain
Off the Misty Mountain Wild flowers bind the ground Down by ...

  The Flower Of Magherally
One pleasant summer's morning When all the flowers were spri...

  Since You Asked
I know you think you could take that leap You'll be in too d...

  Small Rebellion
Well, friends, hereby hangs a tale The year was nineteen thi...

  Stonecutter
If you're down by Queen and Britain streets You'll find Ston...

  Orion
I can make out the belt of the hunter Orion He's climbing th...

  Red River Rising
The night a moonlit shadow, cut with barren trees Cory's on ...

  The Boston Burglar
I was born and raised in Boston A place you all know well Br...

  Glory Bound
Johnny Mack lived near Maple Creek He was long and lean and ...

  Harvest Train
Hark and listen to the whistle of the train Pulling from the...

  Henrys Downfall
Come all you wild and wicked youths wherever you may be I pr...

  Rebeccas Lament
The last time I saw him, he'd been swallowed by the wood I'd...

  Fires Of Calais
The fishing boats rolled out across the dark green channel w...

  Jack Haggerty
And my name I've engraved on the high rocks and shore Over C...