Mary Black, Emmylou Harris and Dolores Keane – Sonny

Sonny – Mary Black Dolores Keane & Emmylou Harris

4,515 views•Jul 3, 2009371ShareSavePaddy Barry 46K subscribers From the 1990 tv series Bringing It All Back Home.

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SONNY

R. Hynes

Sonny lives on a farm, in a wide open space Take off your shoes, stay out of the race Lay down your head, on a soft river bed Sonny always remembers the words Mamma says.

Sonny don’t go away, I’m here all alone Your Daddy’s a sailor, never comes home, Nights are so long, silence goes on, I’m feeling so tired and not all that strong.

Sonny works on the land, though he’s barely a man There’s not much to do but he does what he can Sits by his window in his room by the stairs Watching the waves drifting soft on the pier.

Sonny don’t go away, I’m here all alone Your Daddy’s a sailor, never comes home, Nights are so long, silence goes on, I’m feeling so tired and not all that strong.

Many years have rolled on, Sonny’s old and alone His Daddy the sailor, never came home Sometimes he wonders what his life might have been But from the grave Mamma still haunts his dreams.

Sonny don’t go away, I’m here all alone Your Daddy’s a sailor, never comes home, Nights are so long, silence goes on, I’m feeling so tired and not all that strong.

Saw Doctors – Green and Red of Mayo #musicaware

Saw Doctors – Green and Red of Mayo (+ lyrics)

927,399 viewsMay 17, 20093.4K242ShareSaveNdB 971 subscribers a video with pictures of Croagh Patrick song: Green and Red of Mayo by Saw Doctors

Lyrics

Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
I can see it still
It’s soft and craggy boglands
It’s tall majestic hills
Where the ocean kisses Ireland
And the waves carress it’s shore
Oh the feelin’ it came over me
To stay forever more
Forever more

From it’s rollin’ coastal waters
I can see Croagh Patrick’s peak
Where one Sunday every Summer
The pilgrims climb the reek
Where Saint Patrick in it’s solitude
Looked down across Clew Bay
And With the ringin’ of his bell
Called the faithful there to pray
There to pray

Oh take me to Clare Island
The home of Granuaile
It’s waters harbour fishes
From the herring to the whale
And now I must depart it
And reality is plain
May the time not pass so slowly
‘Fore I set sail again
Set sail again

Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
I can see it still
It’s soft and craggy boglands
It’s tall majestic hills
Where the ocean kisses Ireland
And the waves carress it’s shore
Oh the feelin’ it came over me
To stay forever more
Forever more

Stay forever more

Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo

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Songwriters: David Carton / Brendan Leo Mary Moran

Songs of Ireland – Luke Kelly – Raglan Road #dubliners

Luke Kelly Raglan Road

5,606,031 views•20 Nov 2006 16K859ShareSavekellyoneill 38.9K subscribers

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Lyrics

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

Songwriters: Kavanagh Patrick / Knopfler Mark

Raglan Road lyrics © Straitjacket Songs Ltd., Sgo Music Publishing Ltd.,

Centenary Patrick Cassidy feat. SibĂ©al – Mise Éire | RTÉ ONE

Centenary Patrick Cassidy feat. SibĂ©al – Mise Éire | RTÉ ONE

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The sixth chapter of ‘Centenary is ‘Mise Eire’, a new composition of Pearse’s poem performed by SibĂ©al NĂ­ Chasaide set to a score by Patrick Cassidy

Maura O’ Connell – Feet of a Dancer #mcgettigan

Maura O Connell, Feet of a dancer

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Feet of a dancer sung by Maura O Connell, Filmed by me in Belfast Opera House.
 
Written by Charlie McGettigan ..from County Leitrim,Ireland…

Feet of a Dancer

Maura O’ConnellI

hope you find the feet of a dancer,
I hope you can sing in the rain,
I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain;
It won’t be easy, what can I say,
There will be trouble along the way;
‘Round every corner there’s terror and fear,
Always remember that we’re here.
I hope you find the feet of a dancer,
I hope you can sing in the rain,
I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain;
I hope you find love and affection,
I hope you find someone who cares;
I hope you find all the right directions everywhere,
Everywhere.
A shoulder to cry on whenever you’re alone,
You can rely on us you know;
Nothing too crazy, nothing too dear,
Always remember that we’re here.
I hope you find the feet of a dancer,
I hope you can sing in the rain,
I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain;
I hope you find love and affection,
I hope you find someone who cares;
I hope you find all the right directions everywhere,
Everywhere.

Sometimes when the rain comes pouring down,
When it comes pouring down,
Down on you.
I hope you find the feet of a dancer,
I hope you can sing in the rain,
I hope you find all the easy answers to your pain;
I hope you find love and affection,
I hope you find someone who cares;
I hope you find all the right directions everywhere,
Everywhere.
I hope you find all the right directions everywhere,
Everywhere.

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Charlie Mcgettigan

Frances Black – The Hills of South Armagh

Lyrics

The crowded streets of Brooklyn
Seem a long way from my home
People rushing onwards
Going to and coming from
You bid them time of day and
They look the other way
And so you end up just like them
And talk to no one

Where the grass is fresh and green
Where the air is pure and clean
Where the gentle rivers kiss the mountain streams
Although I’ve travelled far
The hills of south Armagh
Are the hills I’m roaming nightly in my dreams

The view from my apartment
Is a junkie’s alley way
My children speak in accents
Not like mine
My old man’s working two jobs
We don’t see him much these days
Oh, we’d be happy
If we only had the time

I hear the hills are occupied by strangers now
And the work keeps getting scarcer every day
Oh, it’s a hard life when you’re forced from home
To leave the ones you love
Oh, it’s a hard life when you’re forced to live this way

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Patricia Brigid Mccoy