4,515 views•Jul 3, 2009371ShareSavePaddy Barry 46K subscribers From the 1990 tv series Bringing It All Back Home.
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.
Daniel performs the popular Irish ballad by Percy French at the Green Glens Arena in Millstreet, County Cork on New Year’s Eve 1994.
Lyrics
The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say
But I know the lie of it still; Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea And stop when halfway to Cootehill. ‘Tis there I will find it, I know sure enough When fortune has come to me call, Oh the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff And the blue sky is over it all. And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff Are whispering over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. My mother once told me that when I was born The day that I first saw the light, I looked down the street on that very first morn And gave a great crow of delight. Now most newborn babies appear in a huff, And start with a sorrowful squall, But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff And that’s why I smiled on them all. The baby’s a man, now he’s toil-worn and tough Still, whispers come over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. The night that we danced by the light of the moon, Wid Phil to the fore wid his flute, When Phil threw his lip over Come Again Soon, He’s dance the foot out o’ yer boot! The day that I took long Magee by the scruff For slanderin’ Rosie Kilrain, Then, marchin’ him straight out of Ballyjamesduff, Assisted him into a drain. Oh, sweet are the dreams, as the dudeen I puff, Of whisperings over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. I’ve loved the young women of every land, That always came easy to me; Just barrin’ the belles of the Black-a-moor brand And the chocolate shapes of Feegee. But that sort of love is a moonshiny stuff, And never will addle me brain, For the bells will be ringin’ in Ballyjamesduff For me and me Rosie Kilrain! And through all their glamour, their gas and their guff A whisper comes over the sea, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me. Encore verse I’ve struck oil at last! I’ve struck work, and I vow I’ve struck some remarkable clothes, I’ve struck a policeman for sayin’ that now, I’d go back to my beautiful Rose. The belles they may blarney, the boys they may bluff But this I will always maintain, No place in the world like Ballyjamesduff No guril (sic) like Rosie Kilrain. I’ve paid for my passage, the sea may be rough But borne on each breeze there will be, Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me.
Lisa O’Neill and band perform ‘Dreaming’ live in Whelans on December 21st 2012. If you have enjoyed this video please consider sponsoring my music films via Patreon and help me continue to make more https://www.patreon.com/mylesoreilly All music my music films are available to watch free of charge at http://www.arbutusyarns.net
Help Me Make It Through The Night with Lyrics KRIS KRISTOFFERSON and LADY ANTEBELLUM
Lyrics
Take the ribbon from your hair, shake it loose and let it fall Layin’ soft upon my skin, like the shadows on the wall Come and lay down by my side ’til the early morning light All I’m takin’ is your time, help me make it through the night
I don’t care who’s right or wrong, I don’t try to understand Let the devil take tomorrow, Lord tonight I need a friend Yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow’s out of sight And it’s sad to be alone, help me make it through the night
Lord, it’s sad to be alone, help me make it through the night
Provided to YouTube by Columbia Nashville What Will Baby Be · Dolly Parton Slow Dancing With The Moon ℗ 1993 Sony Music Entertainment Inc. Released on: 1993-02-23 Producer: Steve Buckingham Background Vocal, Vocal Arranger: Richard Dennison Background Vocal: Jenifer O’Brien-Enoch Assistant Producer: Cari Landers Background Vocal: Howard Smith Background Vocal: Vicki Hampton Unknown: Carlos Grier Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Gary Paczosa Guitar, Mandolin: Steve Gibson Assistant Engineer: Craig White Fiddle, Mandolin: Jimmy Mattingly Assistant Engineer: John David Parker Assistant Engineer: John Kunz Acoustic Guitar: Bruce Watkins Assistant Engineer: Wayne Morgan Electric Guitar: Kent Wells Assistant Engineer: John Hurley Steel Guitar: John Hughey Steel Guitar: Sonny Garrish Mastering Engineer: Denny Purcell Steel Guitar: Paul Franklin Harmonica, Percussion: Terry McMillan Drums: Steve Turner Keyboards: Michael Davis Piano: Paul Hollowell Piano: John Barlow Jarvis Piano: Mitch Humphries Accordion: Joey Miskulin Bass: Paul Uhrig Uilleann Pipes: Paddy Corcoran Auto-generated by YouTube.
Dolly Parton has always been about the welfare of children, and that much is evidenced in the 1993 song “What Will Baby Be”. Maura O’Connell provides the backing vocals on this song. That voice paired with Parton’s lilting vocals and tender guitar-strumming results in a beautifully cohesive piece of work.
Lyrics
A young couple marries, already fighting Along comes baby makin’ them three Trouble’s all he hears from the time he’s in didies Baby don’t know just what to believe
Angry words and spiteful actions Baby’s gonna cut his teeth on these If that’s gonna be the main attraction What will the baby be, what will baby be
Baby needs love and needs direction Baby’s first school is the family For they are only a reflection Of the things they see, what will baby be
What will baby be after baby is grown What will baby do if baby don’t know what’s right or wrong Got to show them love, got to teach them truth ‘Cause what baby is when baby grows up Well, that depends entirely on me and you Depends entirely on me and you
Baby thinks God is just a curse word Never said a prayer ’cause he’s never been taught They remember and repeat what they’ve heard So I ask who’s really at fault
So many questions, so few answers So many lessons we don’t teach Stumbling through like clumsy dancers What will baby be, what will baby be
What will baby be after baby is grown What will baby do when baby is out there on his own Teach the children how to be all they should be ‘Cause what baby is when baby grows up Depends entirely on you and me Depends entirely on you and me What will baby be
