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The Resurrected Lover
05:22
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The wind blew east, the wind blew west, it rained small drops of rain
I had one love and only one, and he in the grave is lain
I’ll do as much for my true love as he would do for me
I’ll sit and grieve all on his grave, and mourn in misery, for a season and a day
The season’s past, the season’s gone, then the dead did speak
Who’s that weeping on my grave so loud I cannot sleep
I, ‘tis I, my true love who weeps all on your grave
For want of a kiss you did not give, a kiss that I do crave
(Ochone…)
Clay cold clay, my lips cold clay, my breath of earth is strong
And if you kiss my cold clay lips, your days they won’t be long
Go fetch me water from the desert or blood from out a stone
Go fetch me milk from a fair maid’s breast that no young man has known
Down in yonder green garden where you and I did walk
The fairest flower that e’er was shown is withered to a stalk
The stalk is withered dry, sweetheart, the flower is in decay
And all that you can do, my love, is await your own dying day
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Steer by the Stars
04:11
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With twilight descending, and slumber you find
And I am certain that I have safely passed from your mind
Only then can I serenade you, unconfined
In the privacy of my heart
Do you shine bright as always, as in sagas of old?
Do you still sing with four voices or breathe hot and cold?
Do you nurture my memory, or yet still behold
Another creature of some world apart?
And how can a blind man steer by the stars
And how can a poor man find power?
How can a dead man rise from his grave
And how can I find hope in this hour?
I desired no promise, only your company
And I flourished in your presence most wholeheartedly
Though I still would rejoin you, I face reality
It entraps me from dusk until dawn
Now, we all take our chances on what we regain
But only fools would rush in where an angel's been slain
And the sound of four voices, they still call my name
Even though your presence is gone
And how can a blind man steer by the stars
And how can a poor man find power?
How can a dead man rise from his grave
And how can I find hope in this hour?
Free from all envy, and free from all pride
I marveled at your joy as I walked by your side
And I wish not to taint you with the aspects I hide
Of my past, my thoughts, and my fears
When time finally tempers this heart sick and sore
And your eyes no longer dance in my dreams anymore
I will still sing your praises for a time long before
I was blinded by so many tears
And how can a blind man steer by the stars
And how can a poor man find power?
How can a dead man rise from his grave
And how can I find hope in this hour?
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Hornpipe Set
03:06
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Lost Jimmy Whelan
04:35
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As I was a-walking by the banks of the river
Watching the moonbeams as evening drew nigh
All alone as I rambled, I spied a fair damsel
Weeping and wailing with many a sigh
Weeping for one who is now lying lowly
Mourning for one who no mortal can save
As the foaming dark waters flow gently above him
Onward they flow over young Jimmy’s grave
She cries, oh my darling, please come to me quickly
And give me fond kisses that often you gave
You promised to meet me this evening my darling
So now, lovely Jimmy, arise from your grave
Slowly he rose from the dark, stormy waters
A vision of beauty more fair than the sun
Saying, “I have returned from the regions of glory
To be in your dear loving arms once again,”
“Oh, Jimmy, why can’t you tarry here with me
Not leave me alone, so distracted in pain
Or then, let me come with you, lost Jimmy Whelan
To lie with you down in your cold, silent grave,”
He answered, “My darling, you’re asking a favor
That no living mortal can grant unto thee
Since death is the dagger that’s cut us asunder
Wide is the gulf, love, between you and me
“One fond embrace, love, and then I must leave you,
One loving farewell, and then we must part,”
Cold were the arms that encircled about her
Cold was the body she pressed to her heart
Slowly he rose from the banks of the river
Upwards to heaven he then seemed to go
Leaving this fair maiden weeping and mourning
Alone on the banks of the river below
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Lover's Last Chance
04:03
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It’s Halloween night and the children are prowling
Knocking on doors and making their rounds
Moaning white sheets and werewolves a-howling
Scaring themselves with their sounds
But all of them hush past the house on the corner
A darkened old mansion that never did sell
Even the grownups just whisper about her
Nobody knows how she died, or won’t tell
It was Halloween night and the candles were burning
A special occasion for her once a year
She sits down to dinner alone in her yearning
Yearning for him to appear
She’s dressed like a princess drawn from a fable
But no one is coming to ask her to dance
The shadow that sits at the end of the table
Is all that is left of a lover’s last chance
It’s Saturday night and Jennifer’s crying
Curled up in bed with her pillow held tight
Something inside her is talking about dying
End all her troubles tonight
Someone last saw her down on the corner
Staring up at the house in a spell
Finally after a week, someone found her
Nobody knows how she died, or won’t tell
It’s Halloween night, and a fire is blazing
The house on the corner went up in a flash
The marshall’s report claimed fraternity hazing
Nothing was left their but ash
But the shadow still sits at the end of the table
Waiting for someone to ask her to dance
To be carried away by a prince in a fable
Is all that is left of a dying romance
The shadow that sits at the end of the table
Is all that is left of a lover’s last chance
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All Around my Hat
03:04
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All around my hat I will wear a green willow
And it’s all around my hat, I will wear it every day
And if somebody should ask me the reason why I’m wearing it
It’s all for my true love who’s far, far away
My love is good, and my love is handsome
And many’s the happy hour between him and me
I never could refuse him, whatever he’d a mind to
But now he’s gone from me, far, far across the sea
And it’s all around my hat I will wear a green willow
And it’s all around my hat, I will wear it every day
And if somebody should ask me the reason why I’m wearing it
It’s all for my true love who’s far, far away
Will my love be true and will my love be faithful
Or will he find another to court while he’s away?
The girls will all run after him because he is so charming
And leave me here lamenting far, far in New Orleans
And it’s all around my hat I will wear a green willow
And it’s all around my hat, I will wear it every day
And if somebody should ask me the reason why I’m wearing it
It’s all for my true love who’s far, far away
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The Old Bush Reel Set
02:55
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Ushag Veg Ruy
01:09
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Ushag veg ruy ny moanee doo, moanee doo, moanee doo
Ushag veg ruy ny moanee doo, c’raad chaddil oo riyr syn oie
Nagh chaddil mish riyr er baare y crouw, baare y crouw, baare y crouw
Lash fliaghey tuittym er dagh cheu
As ogh! My chaddil cha treih
Ushag veg ruy ny moanee doo, moanee doo, moanee doo
Ushag veg ruy ny moanee doo, c’raad chaddil oo riyr syn oie
Nagh chaddil mish riyr er baare y dress, baare y dress, baare y dress
Tra v’an gheay sheidey v’eh gymmyrkeylhee
As ogh! My chaddil cha treih
Ushag veg ruy ny moanee doo, moanee doo, moanee doo
Ushag veg ruy ny moanee doo, c’raad chaddil oo riyr syn oie
Chaddil mish riyr eddyr daa ghuillag, eddyr daa ghuillag, eddyr daa ghuillag
Myr Cadley yn oikan er keeagh y vummig
As ogh! My chaddil cha kiune
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Ar Vistri Gozh
02:28
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When I Sing About You
04:12
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When words aren’t enough to make it better
When nothing I can do can make it right
Mirror just reminds me that I’m older than I want to be
And it take too many drinks to get me through the night
I’ll just sing about you, song I wrote to make you happy
In the darkness, I can pretend
When I sing about you, songs of love that made you smile
In the darkness, I can pretend
When I’m singing
Ooooh…
When echoes of laughter turn to tears
And the mornings come harder every day
Death is looking more and more like quiet consolation
A rendezvous with a lover far away
I’ll just sing about you, song I wrote to make you happy
In the darkness, I can pretend
When I sing about you, songs of love that made you smile
In the darkness, I can pretend
When I’m singing
Ooooh…
So for now I’ll just dream and remember
Find my way through one more quiet year
Surrounded by the people and the places that mean life to me
But it’s comforting to think that somehow you can hear
I’ll just sing about you, song I wrote to make you happy
In the darkness, I can pretend
When I sing about you, songs of love that made you smile
In the darkness, I can pretend
When I’m singing
Ooooh…
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Paddy O'Blivious set
01:54
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14. |
Seán agus Máire
03:29
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Bhi Seán ag seasamh ar ceann an ród, ceann an ród, ceann an ród,
Bhi Seán ag seasamh ar ceann an ród, é sásta agus go bródúil
Céard a deirchi me le Máire beag, le Máire beag, le Máire beag
Céard a deirchi me le Máire beag, ma labhriown si liom sa ait seo
Ta solas ag teacht anios an boithrin caol, an boithrin caol, an boithrin caol
Ta solas ag teacht anios an boithrin caol, sin t Máire óg ni Maille
An maith leat dul amach ag siul anocht, ag siul anocht, ag siul anocht
An math leat dul amach ag siul anocht, siar le taobh an t-saille
Bhi an oiche ciun agus an geallach lán, geallach lán, geallach lán,
Bhi an oiche ciun agus an geallach lán, nuair a tith siad i n-grá le cheile
Tá siad pósta le fiche blian, le fiche blian, le fiche blian,
Tá siad pósta le fiche blian, ceathair gasúr ar ceann ar ceann an boithrín
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Any Day Now Reel Set
04:30
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Elvis
03:39
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Well, I was just nineteen when it happened to me
An innocent damsel running free
Well late one night I should happen to see
A hunka-hunka burnin’ love
Well, he carried himself like he was onstage
And all he lied about was his age
But it seems his talent is all the rage
A hunka-hunka burnin’ love
Well it seems quite safe, but I have no doubt
My mother would kill me if she found out
That I’m in love with an Elvis impersonator
My velvet sculpture’s gathering dust back home
I’ve just gotta have a fling
With the man dressed like the King
And I’ll follow his tour bus wherever it may roam
My heart starts racing when he shakes those hips
And I’d sell my soul for him to kiss my lips
When he wears those shades, my mind just flips
A hunka-hunka burnin’ love...
Well, I took this sign to mean good news
When he told me not to lay off his blue-suede shoes
When he loves me tender, I just can’t lose
A hunka-hunka burnin’ love...
With his hair slicked back, his pants so tight
I pray to the lord with all my might
That I’ll never wake up and see the light
A hunka-hunka burnin’ love...
Well it seems quite safe, but I have no doubt
My mother would kill me if she found out
That I’m in love with an Elvis impersonator
My velvet sculpture’s gathering dust back home
I’ve just gotta have a fling
With the man dressed like the King
And I’ll follow his tour bus wherever it may roam
My heart starts racing when he shakes those hips
And I’d sell my soul for him to kiss my lips
When he wears those shades, my mind just flips
A hunka-hunka burnin’ love...
He’s an eye-popper and a heart-stealer
His fans look to him like a spiritual healer
The real King couldn’t get much realer
A hunka-hunka burnin’ love...
And now I’ve become his biggest fan
He calls me Priscilla when I kiss his hand
Oh, Graceland couldn’t touch this man
A hunka-hunka burnin’ love...
Well it seems quite safe, but I have no doubt
My mother would kill me if she found out
That I’m in love with an Elvis impersonator
My velvet sculpture’s gathering dust back home
I’ve just gotta have a fling
With the man dressed like the King
And I’ll follow his tour bus wherever it may roam
My heart starts racing when he shakes those hips
And I’d sell my soul for him to kiss my lips
When he wears those shades, my mind just flips
A hunka-hunka burnin’ love...
He’s got a voice that would sail a thousand ships
A hunka-hunka burnin’ love
I hope success doesn’t go to my hips
A hunka-hunka burnin’ love...
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