The Chieftains,Paolo Nutini – Hard Times Come Again No More #musicaware

Paolo Nutini – Hard Times Come Again No More

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•Feb 29, 2012
 

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The Chieftains, “Voice Of Ages” 12. Hard Times Come Again No More
 
Let us pause in life’s pleasures and count its many tears,
While we all sup sorrow with the poor;
There’s a song that will linger forever in our ears;
Oh hard times come again no more.
Tis the song, the sigh of the weary, Hard Times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
 
Oh hard times come again no more.
While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay,
There are frail forms fainting at the door;
Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say
Oh hard times come again no more.
 
Tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
Hard Times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
Oh hard times come again no more.
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There’s a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away,
With a worn heart whose better days are o’er:
Though her voice would be merry, ’tis sighing all the day,
 
Oh hard times come again no more.
Tis a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave,
Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore
Tis a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave
Oh hard times come again no more.
Tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
 
Hard Times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
 
Oh hard times come again no more.
Oh hard times come again no more.

The Chieftains ft Bon Iver – Down in the Willow Garden (Rose Connolly) #musicaware

The Chieftains ft Bon Iver – Down in the Willow Garden

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•Jan 21, 2012

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Off Irish folk band The Chieftains new album ‘Voice of Ages’. Out on February 21 on Hear Music/Concord Lyrics:

Lyrics

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

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Songwriters: Charlie Monroe

Down in the Willow Garden lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

Lisa Hannigan-Anahorish (Seamus Heaney) #musicaware

 

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Provided to YouTube by Pias UK Limited Anahorish · Lisa Hannigan At Swim ℗ 2016 Hoop Recordings Ltd under exclusive license to Play It Again Sam Released on: 2016-08-19 Producer: Aaron Dessner Mixer: Jonathan Low Music Publisher: Copyright Control Music Publisher: Faber Publishing Composer: Lisa Hannigan Composer: Seamus Heaney Lyricist: Seamus Heaney Auto-generated by YouTube.

Hozier – Take Me To Church (Official Video) #musicaware

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Hozier – Take Me To Church (Official Video)

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Check out the official music video for “Take Me To Church” by Hozier

Lyrics

My lover’s got humor
She’s the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody’s disapproval
I should’ve worshiped her sooner
If the Heavens ever did speak
She’s the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday’s getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
“We were born sick”, you heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me, “Worship in the bedroom”
The only Heaven I’ll be sent to
Is when I’m alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well
A-, Amen, Amen, Amen

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

If I’m a pagan of the good times
My lover’s the sunlight
To keep the Goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That’s a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We’ve a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
Offer me my deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean
Oh, oh, Amen, Amen, Amen

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Andrew Hozier Byrne