Deering Boston Tenor Banjo

Two years ago I bought myself a tenorbanjo, secondhand.
I really love the sound of my Deering Boston tenorbanjo.

In this video you see Tom Napper playing on a Deering Boston tenorbanjo

Tripping up the stairs (jig)

Trip to Sligo (Jig)

The Next Market Day

The Load of Hay (Polka)

The Holy Ground

The Holy Ground is a local place name in the town of Cobh, County Cork, on the southern coast of Ireland. The song "The Holy Ground" (see below) is named after this area. The name is ironic, the piece of ground known as the Holy Ground was once the town's red-light district in the 19th century when the town, then known as Queenstown, was a major stopping point for ships crossing the Atlantic and had a large throughput of seafarers.

The Banks of the Sweet Viledee

Another Dervish song

Well met, well met, my own true love

Well met, my love, by thee
I've just arrived from the salt, salt sea
And it's all for the love of thee

Now I could have married a great king's daughter
And have myself to blame
And it's tons of gold I have refused
And it's all for the love of you, my love
All for the love of you

Well, if you could have married a great king's daughter
You have yourself to blame
Well, I have married my house-carpenter
And I think he's a nice young man

Well, if you do leave you house-carpenter
And come along with me
I'll take you to where the grass grows green
On the banks of the Sweet Viledee, my love
Banks of the Sweet Viledee

If I was to leave my house-carpenter
And go along with thee
What have you there to support me with
And keep me from slavery?

Well, I have six ships now sailing out
And seven more on sea
Three hundred and ten all jolly sailsmen
All to wait on thee, my love
All for to wait on thee

She dressed her baby all neat and clean
And gave him kisses three
Saying, "Stay, stay here, my darling baby boy
With you father for company"

She dressed herself in a suit of red
And her maiden waist was green
And every town they passed by
They took her to be some queen, my love
Took her to be some queen

They were not two days out at sea
And I'm sure they were not three
When this fair maid began to weep
And she wept most bitterly

My curse, my curse, and all sailsmen
Who brought me out on sea
And deprived me of my house-carpenter
On the banks of the Sweet Viledee, my love
Banks of the Sweet Viledee

They were not three days out at sea
And I'm sure they were not four
When this fair maid disappeared from the deck
And she sank to rise no more, my love
Sank to rise no more

Swallowtail

The golden Jubilee

A funny polka

The Boys of Ballycastle

Irish Hornpipe, also known as The Boy's Of Ballycastle, Gypsy, The Gyspy, Leggett's.

Sara's Jig

Roisin The Bow (Roisin the Beau)

Irish Pub Song

Peigin Mo Chroi

A song by Dervish