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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
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Bridie Gallagher – Cutting the Corn in Creeslough Donegal 😎
Lyrics: “Dear Danny I’m taking the pen in my hand, to tell you we,re just out of site of the land. In a grand Ocean Liner I’m sailing in style. but I’m sailing away from the em’rald isle, and a long sort o’sight seems to come from us all as the waves hit the last bit of auld Donegal, Oh it is well to be you that is taking yer tay where Cutting the Corn around Creeslough to-day”
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SONNY
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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.
Bridie Gallagher – Boys of the County Armagh
Lyrics:
Theres one fair county in Ireland
With memories so glorious and grand
Where nature has lavished its bounty
On the orchard of Erins green land
I love its cathedral city
Once founded by Patrick so true
And there in the heart of its bosom
Lie the ashes of Brian Boru
Its my old Irish home
Far across the foam
Although I’ve often left it
In foreign lands to roam
No matter where I wander
Through cities near and far
My hearts at home in old Ireland
In the county of Armagh
I’ve travelled through parts of this county
Through Newtown, Forkhill, Crossmaglen
And round by the gap of Mountnorris
And home by Blackwater again
Where the girls are so gay and so hearty
None fairer in Erin go Bragh
And where are the boys that can court them
The boys of the county Armagh
Its my old Irish home
Far across the foam
Although I’ve often left it In foreign lands to roam
No matter where I wander
Through cities near and far
My hearts at home in old Ireland In the county of Armagh
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Bridie Gallagher – Cutting the Corn in Creeslough Donegal 😎
Lyrics: “Dear Danny I’m taking the pen in my hand, to tell you we,re just out of site of the land. In a grand Ocean Liner I’m sailing in style. but I’m sailing away from the em’rald isle, and a long sort o’sight seems to come from us all as the waves hit the last bit of auld Donegal, Oh it is well to be you that is taking yer tay where Cutting the Corn around Creeslough to-day”
Bridie Gallagher – Cutting the Corn in Creeslough #donegal
Lyrics: “Dear Danny I’m taking the pen in my hand, to tell you we,re just out of site of the land. In a grand Ocean Liner I’m sailing in style. but I’m sailing away from the em’rald isle, and a long sort o’sight seems to come from us all as the waves hit the last bit of auld Donegal, Oh it is well to be you that is taking yer tay where Cutting the Corn around Creeslough to-day”
Bridie Gallagher – Cutting the Corn in Creeslough #donegal
Lyrics: “Dear Danny I’m taking the pen in my hand, to tell you we,re just out of site of the land. In a grand Ocean Liner I’m sailing in style. but I’m sailing away from the em’rald isle, and a long sort o’sight seems to come from us all as the waves hit the last bit of auld Donegal, Oh it is well to be you that is taking yer tay where Cutting the Corn around Creeslough to-day”
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