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Off Irish folk band The Chieftains new album ‘Voice of Ages’. Out on February 21 on Hear Music/Concord Lyrics:
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Down in the Willow garden Where me and my love did meet As we sat a-courtin’ My love fell off to sleep I had a bottle of Burgundy wine My love she did not know So I poisoned that dear little girl On the banks below
I drew a saber through her It was a bloody knife I threw her in the river Which was a dreadful sign My father often told me That money would set me free If I would murder that dear little girl Whose name was Rose Connolly
My father sits at his cabin door Wiping his tear-dimmed eyes For his only son soon shall walk To yonder scaffold high My race is run, beneath the sun The scaffold now waits for me For I did murder that dear little girl Whose name was Rose Connolly
Hide your horses, hold your tongue Hang the rich and spare the young Who drain the spirits from the jars Hop the fences, steal the cars Run on fumes and from the north And burn for us right through the fall
All the ladies call your name Brush your hair like it could be tamed Hitch their dresses past the knees Spilling to the floor like ease They swing the bridges one and more And burn for us right through the fall
All our running ahead, all our running ahead All our running ahead
And we’ll seize the captain’s wheel A mutiny we’ve come to feel When [?] their aiming’s gone from view With everything we thought to do Oh, the devil won’t have me I wonder who will, I wonder who will All our running is a crawl And burns for us right through the fall
All our running ahead, all our running ahead All our running ahead All our running, all our running All our running, all our running
On Raglan Road on an autumn day I saw her first and knew That her dark hair would weave a snare that I might one day rue; I saw the danger, yet I passed along the enchanted way, And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning of the day.
On Grafton Street in November we tripped lightly along the ledge Of the deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passion’s pledge, The Queen of Hearts still making tarts and I not making hay Oh I loved too much and by such by such is happiness thrown away.
I gave her gifts of the mind I gave her the secret sign that’s known To the artists who have known the true gods of sound and stone And word and tint without stint for I gave her poems to say. With her own name there and her own dark hair like clouds over fields of May
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet I see her walking now Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow That I had loved not as I should a creature made of clay When the angel woos the clay he’d lose his wings at the dawn of day.Source: Musixmatch
Leontyne Price has been, for more than 40 years, one of the most influential sopranos of the century; and one of the first African-American singers to reach worldwide recognition. O Holy Night.
2,634,380 views Dec 17, 2015 #TrishaYearwood#CountryClassic#RonjasCountryMusicCracker Barrel Country Songs Of The Year Concert 2006 Lyrics：John Denver Music：John Denver “Back Home Again” is the title of a popular song written and performed by the American singer-songwriter John Denver. Released as a single from his album of the same name in 1974, “Back Home Again” peaked at number five on the Billboard Hot 100 chart[2] in November of that year; it was Denver’s fifth Top 10 hit on the pop chart. “Back Home Again” topped the adult contemporary chart for two weeks. The single was the first of three number ones on the country music chart where it stayed for a single week.[3] The single was certified a gold record by the RIAA. The song won a CMA Award for Denver in 1975 in the category “Song of the Year”; he was also named “Entertainer of the Year” at the same ceremony, prompting country pop singer Charlie Rich to light the envelope on fire after reading that Denver had won—in an apparent insult to Denver’s musical style and image. *** Trisha Yearwood (born Patricia Lynn Yearwood; September 19, 1964)[2] is an American country music artist, actress, author, television personality and celebrity chef. She rose to fame with her 1991 debut single “She’s in Love with the Boy”, which became a number 1 hit on the Billboard country singles chart. Its corresponding self-titled debut album would sell over 2 million copies. Yearwood continued a series of major country hits during the early 1990s including, “Walkaway Joe” (1992), “The Song Remembers When” (1993), “XXX’s and OOO’s (An American Girl)” (1994) and “Believe Me Baby (I Lied)” (1996). #TrishaYearwood#BackHomeAgain#HonkyTonk#CountryClassic#RonjasCountryMusic#CountryMusic#GuriMalla2010
Party at the beach down in Copacabana Sipping Killepitsch, got my black yoga pants on Me and Brittany, we’ve been down in Atlanta Sweating in the club, call me Dirty Diana Flexing like a yogi, drop it down with your hands up Do a handstand, bend it back, put your legs up I ain’t got no worries, I’m my own private dancer My own private dancer
I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, wanna dance all night I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, dance, dance all night Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
Flex (Yoga)
Crown on my head but the world on my shoulder I’m too much a rebel, never do what I’m supposed ta Bend it never break it, baby watch and I’ma show ya Stretching on my cash, got my money doing yoga Sometimes I’m peachy, and sometimes I’m vulgar Even when I’m sleeping I got one eye open You cannot police me, so get off my areola Get off my areola
I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, wanna dance all night I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, dance, dance all night Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
Flex (Yoga)
I said yoga, she did that yoga Looking for my loafers, man I woke up in a toga She left my collar on like she my owner So when she downward dog I jump up on her I lo-lo-love the way you bend it, oh Lord I’d love to break you in Oh Lord I’d stretch you out and in, oh Lord now you should tell a friend Oh Lord I pray, I pray that young girl come on over And let they bum-bum do that yoga
I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, wanna dance all night I wanna last, wanna last forever I wanna dance, dance, dance all night Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga Baby bend over, baby bend over Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga
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