Wow, I haven’t heard THAT in a long long time!!! In looking in Amazon for it, came across a couple more Rover tunes I liked…“Goodbye Mrs Durkin”, and “Wasn’t That a Party.”
There was a local Irish/Folk band that played where I was bartending years ago, and they used to play “Seven Drunken Nights”…now, that was a fun song!!!
http://www.jonathanramsey.com/songs/SevenDrunkenNights.shtml
I think I found it on a cassette several years ago, but not a very good version. 
“Back Home in Derry” and “The Fields of Athenry” for ballads; “Come out ye Black and Tans” and “Follow me up to Carlow” for singing along in a pub. 
(I love the last verse on “Carlow”!)
Ben and Jerry’s has a “Black and Tan” flavor ice cream, and for the week it was in my freezer I’d be humming “…come out and fight me like a man” every time I went for ice.
I think they discontinued that particular brand of B & J’s 'cos they offended someone or others sensibilities.
The second song in that piece is also called Minstrel Boy, and was written by Ty Billings of the Minstrels of Mayhem, and originally recorded by them.
Galway Bay -( Not sure of spelling on “Galway”, but that’s what it sounds like)
Once, in a “Irish” pub, here in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, this young man got up at his table of Irish Expats, and with a little prodding sang this song.
It was a noisey, bustling night, but the young man’s clear soprano soon made the whole bar so quiet that you could have heard a pin(t) drop…
A round of thunderous applause followed, and I don’t think that lad bought another drink that night… It was haunting and beautiful, and really sent shivers down my back…
Regards
FML
And she smelled of fish.
Well hell, if that counts, how about “Sunday, Bloody Sunday”?
It must have been pretty recently, because I bought it at Safeway about a week and a half ago…
Finnegan’s Wake
Red Haired Mary
Óró, Sé Do Bheatha ‘Bhaile
Nell Flaherty’s Drake (has the best curses ever! Nell Flaherty's Drake )
Ah cool then I’m wrong. Political correctness has not gone mad yet.
I want the first verse on my tombstone:
Oh, all the money that e’er I spent
I spent it in good company,
And all the harm that e’er I’ve done,
Alas, it was to none but me,
And all I’ve done for want of wit,
To memory now I can’t recall,
So fill to me the parting glass,
Goodnight and joy be with you all.
And we got it at mass this morning too.