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Song - Dingle Bay
04:28
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Dingle Bay
Edmund O’Sullivan
The sun was sinking o'er the westward
The fleet is leaving Dingle shore
I watch the men row in their curraghs
As they reach the fishing grounds near Skellig Mor
All through the night men toil until the daybreak
while at home their wives and sweethearts kneel and pray
That God might guard them and protect them
and bring them safely back to Dingle Bay
I see the green Isle of Valentia
I mind the days around Lough Lein
The gannets winging with abandon
As they mark the silver store that comes their way
I also see a ship on the horizon
She is sailing to a country far away
And on board are exiles feeling lonely
As they wave a fond farewell to Dingle Bay
Now years have passed since I came westward
And time has left me old and grey
I sit and muse about my childhood
And the happy days I spent near Dingle Bay
In memory too, I see the hill of Brandon
The Isle of Inishmore seems far away
And I'm longing always for my homeland
And that little cot I left near Dingle Bay
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Song - Carrickfergus
05:47
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Carrickfergus
Traditonal
I wish I was in Carrickfergus,
Only for nights now in Ballygrant
I would swim over the deepest ocean,
Only for nights in Ballygrant,
But the sea is wide and I cannot swim over
Nor have I the wings to fly
I wish I could meet a handsome boatman
To ferry me over, my love to find.
The night was dark, and the sky uneasy,
The mighty ocean was tossed and wild,
When my true love, Bridget Vessey,
She crossed the ocean, left me behind.
Left me behind to count my losses,
And see my darling in every glass.
How sweet is loving, yet I am crying,
How long the dark night takes to pass.
Instrumental:
My childhood days bring back sweet reflections
Of all those happy days of long ago,
My boyhood friends and kind relations
Have all passed on now like drifting snow.
I'll spend my days an endless rover,
Soft is the grass, my bed is free.
Ah, to be back now in Carrickfergus,
On that lonesome road, down to the sea.
But in Kilmeny, it is reported,
They have marble stones there, as black as ink
With gold and silver, I did support her,
But I'll sing no more 'till I get a drink.
I'm drunk today, and I'm seldom sober,
A handsome rover from town to town,
Ah, but I'm sick now, my days are numbered,
Come all you young men and lay me down
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When the Boys Come Rolling Home
Tommy Sands
I remember very well the day we went away
Sailing out of Belfast in the morning
Our hopes were on tomorrow as we kissed the girls goodbye
But our dreams were on the day of our returning
CHORUS:
And There'll be dancing and romancing and
And never more we'll roam
There'll be rolling in the hay, there'll be whiskey in the tay
When the Boys Come Rolling Home
We safely reached the other side to New York City fair
In spite of wind and rain and stormy weather
We all sat down to have a drink and wish each other well
And said that we would all go home together
Paddy went to Boston and Bruce to Buffalo
And Jim he went as far as California
They used to write me letters then but that was long ago
And they always talked of Ireland and returning
I must be nearly ninety now, my grandson's by my bed
And here I'm in Chicago and still scheming
He says he'll take me home again to rest my weary head
And I'll leave him a legacy of dreaming
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Song - The Contender
04:28
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When I was young and I was in my day
I could steal what woman's heart there was away
Sing and dance into the dawning
Songs ablaze until the morning
Long before I was the man you see today
I was born beneath the star that promised all
I could have lived my life between Cork, Cobh and Youghal
But the wheel of fortune took me
From the highest point she shook me
By the bottle lived, by the bottle I shall fall
Chorus:
But there, in the mirror on the wall
I see the dream is fading
From the contender to the brawl
The ring, the rose, the matador, ra---ving
Instrumental
Chorus
And when I die, I'll die a drunk down on the street
He can count me out to ten in clear defeat
Wrap the starry plough around me
Let the piper's air resound me
There I'll rest until the lord of love I meet
Chorus:
Last verse:
-about Jack Doyle 1913-1978
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The Hills of Isle au Haut
Gordon Bok
It's away and to the westward
Ther’s a place a man should go,
Where the fishing's always easy,
They've got no ice or snow.
CHORUS:
But I'll haul down the sail
Where the bays come together,
Bide away the days
On the hills of Isle au Haut.
Now the Plymouth girls are fine,
They put their hearts in your hand;
And the Plymouth boys are able,
First-class sailors, every man.
CHORUS
Now, the trouble with old Martir,
You don't try her in a trawler,
For those Bay of Biscay swells,
They roll your head from off your shoulder.
CHORUS
INSTR:
It's away and to the westward
There’s a place a man should go,
Where the fishing's always easy,
They've got no ice or snow.
CHORUS
Now the winters drive you crazy,
And the fishing's hard and slow;
You're a damned fool if you stay,
But there's no better place to go.
CHORUS
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The Waltz You Saved For Me
written by Gus Kahn, Wayne King, Emil Flindt
Ever in dreams with you I'll sway dear
To the waltz you saved for me
Ever in dreams while you're away dear
I'll sing this melody
Whisper goodbye and softly say dear
That in all the days to be
You will sometimes remember
The waltz you saved for me
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Song - Fiddlers Green
05:38
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Fiddler’s Green
John Conolly and Bill Meek
As I walked by the dockside one evenin' so rare,
To view the still water and taste the salt air,
I heard an old fisherman singin' this song,
"Oh take me away boys, me time is not long.
Chorus:
Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates
I'm taking a trip, mates
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green
Now my Fiddler's Green is a place, I've heard tell,
Where fishermen go when they don't go to Hell.
Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play
And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away.
CHORUS
Where the sky's always clear and there's never a gale
And the fish jump on board with one swish of their tail.
Now you lie in your hammock, there's no work to do,
And the skipper's below makin' tea for the crew.
CHORUS
Instrumental:
And when you are docked and your long journey’s through
There's pubs and there's clubs and there's lassies there, too.
Where the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free
And there's bottles of rum growin' up every tree.
CHORUS
Now I don't want a harp nor a halo, not me!
Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea
And I'll play me old squeezebox as we sail along
With the wind in the riggin' to sing me this song.
CHORUS
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BruceFoleyMusic Miltown Malbay, Ireland
Bruce Foley is a respected Irish singer, guitarist and uilleann piper. He performed with Tommy Sands on low whistle and uilleann pipes, most notably at Madison Square Gardens for Pete Seeger's 90th birthday celebration. He has also appeared in concert with Cherish The Ladies at the Celtic Connections festival and on a Christmas television special aired on TG4 in Ireland. ... more
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