Well I didn’t see much future When I left the Christian brothers school So I waved it goodbye with a wistful smile And I left the girls of Tuam And sometimes when I’m reminiscing I see the prefabs and my old friends And I know that they’ll be changed or gone By the time I get home again
And I wish I was on that N 17 (Stone walls and the grasses green) Yes I wish I was on that N 17 (Stone walls and the grasses green) Travelling with just my thoughts and dreams
Well the ould fella left me to Shannon Was the last time I travelled that road and as I turned left at Claregalway I could feel a lump in my throat As I pictured the thousands of times That I travelled that well worn track And I know that things would be different If I ever decide to go back
And I wish I was on that N 17 (Stone walls and the grasses green) Yes I wish I was on that N 17 (Stone walls and the grasses green) Travelling with just my thoughts and dreams
Now as I tumble down highways Or filthy overcrowded trains There’s no one to talk to in transit So I sit there and daydream in vain And behind all these muddled up problems Of living on a foreign soil I can still see the twists and turns on the road From the square to the town of the tribes
And I wish I was on that N 17 (Stone walls and the grasses green) Yes I wish I was on that N 17 (Stone walls and the grasses green) Travelling with just my thoughts and dreams
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
So sad to hear of the passing of our dearest Paddy Moloney. He was ours wasn’t he He made us all so proud of our heritage and brought such joyous energy. I’m honoured to have known and worked with not just a legend but a thoroughly lovely man. @paddymoloney#rippaddymoloney
SURPRISE! Excited to announce ‘Right On Time (In Harmony)’ with the twins comes out TONIGHT at 12pm EST. We are going for like a creepy CSN meets Queen vibe here….no big deal.
There’s a new @brandicarlile out called In These Silent Days. As usual it is magnificent. Bless this amazing singer, the Twins, their collective songwriting, and performance. I can count on one hand the performers who have impressed me this much.