Sharon Shannon,born in Corofin, County Clare is an Irish musician. She is best known for her work with the accordion and for her fiddle technique. She also plays the tin whistle and melodeon. Here is one of my favorite Sharon Shannon songs, Blackbird http://www.daisydiscs.com/ss/ DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE FOOTAGE OR MUSIC USED FOR MY VIDEOS. THEY ARE MADE FOR ENTERTAINMENT, NOT PROFIT
Sharon Shannon,born in Corofin, County Clare is an Irish musician. She is best known for her work with the accordion and for her fiddle technique. She also plays the tin whistle and melodeon. Here is one of my favorite Sharon Shannon songs, Blackbird http://www.daisydiscs.com/ss/ DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE FOOTAGE OR MUSIC USED FOR MY VIDEOS. THEY ARE MADE FOR ENTERTAINMENT, NOT PROFIT
Sharon Shannon,born in Corofin, County Clare is an Irish musician. She is best known for her work with the accordion and for her fiddle technique. She also plays the tin whistle and melodeon. Here is one of my favorite Sharon Shannon songs, Blackbird http://www.daisydiscs.com/ss/ DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE FOOTAGE OR MUSIC USED FOR MY VIDEOS. THEY ARE MADE FOR ENTERTAINMENT, NOT PROFIT
Sharon Shannon,born in Corofin, County Clare is an Irish musician. She is best known for her work with the accordion and for her fiddle technique. She also plays the tin whistle and melodeon. Here is one of my favorite Sharon Shannon songs, Blackbird http://www.daisydiscs.com/ss/ DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE FOOTAGE OR MUSIC USED FOR MY VIDEOS. THEY ARE MADE FOR ENTERTAINMENT, NOT PROFIT
2,260 viewsJun 22, 2018515ShareSaveMaura O’Connell – Topic 549 subscribers Provided to YouTube by Believe SAS Trouble in the Fields · Maura O’Connell A Woman’s Heart 2 ℗ Dolphin Released on: 1994-10-08 Composer: Griffith Composer: West Music Publisher: D.R Auto-generated by YouTube.
Baby I know that we’ve got trouble in the fields When the bankers swarm like locust out there turning away our yield The trains roll by our silos, silver in the rain They leave our pockets full of nothing But our dreams and the golden grain
Have you seen the folks in line downtown at the station They’re all buying their ticket out and talking the great depression Our parents had their hard times fifty years ago When they stood out in these empty fields in dust as deep as snow
And all this trouble in our fields If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal They’ll never take our native soil But if we sell that new John Deere And then we’ll work these crops with sweat and tears You’ll be the mule I’ll be the plow Come harvest time we’ll work it out There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields
There’s a book up on the shelf about the dust bowl days And there’s a little bit of you and a little bit of me In the photos on every page Now our children live in the city and they rest upon our shoulders They never want the rain to fall or the weather to get colder
And all this trouble in our fields If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal They’ll never take our native soil But if we sell that new John Deere And then we’ll work these crops with sweat and tears You’ll be the mule I’ll be the plow Come harvest time we’ll work it out There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields
You’ll be the mule I’ll be the plow Come harvest time we’ll work it out There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields
2,260 viewsJun 22, 2018515ShareSaveMaura O’Connell – Topic 549 subscribers Provided to YouTube by Believe SAS Trouble in the Fields · Maura O’Connell A Woman’s Heart 2 ℗ Dolphin Released on: 1994-10-08 Composer: Griffith Composer: West Music Publisher: D.R Auto-generated by YouTube.
Baby I know that we’ve got trouble in the fields When the bankers swarm like locust out there turning away our yield The trains roll by our silos, silver in the rain They leave our pockets full of nothing But our dreams and the golden grain
Have you seen the folks in line downtown at the station They’re all buying their ticket out and talking the great depression Our parents had their hard times fifty years ago When they stood out in these empty fields in dust as deep as snow
And all this trouble in our fields If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal They’ll never take our native soil But if we sell that new John Deere And then we’ll work these crops with sweat and tears You’ll be the mule I’ll be the plow Come harvest time we’ll work it out There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields
There’s a book up on the shelf about the dust bowl days And there’s a little bit of you and a little bit of me In the photos on every page Now our children live in the city and they rest upon our shoulders They never want the rain to fall or the weather to get colder
And all this trouble in our fields If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal They’ll never take our native soil But if we sell that new John Deere And then we’ll work these crops with sweat and tears You’ll be the mule I’ll be the plow Come harvest time we’ll work it out There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields
You’ll be the mule I’ll be the plow Come harvest time we’ll work it out There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields