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Songs of Ireland – Luke Kelly – Raglan Road #dubliners

Luke Kelly Raglan Road

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

Luke Kelly Raglan Road – YouTube

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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.,

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Lisa Hannigan – Lille

 
 

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Music video by Lisa Hannigan performing Lille. (C) 2009 Lisa Hannigan under exclusive licence to ATO Records
 

Lisa Hannigan – Lille – OFFICIAL VIDEO – YouTube

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Lyrics
He went to sea for the day
He wanted to know what to say
When he’s asked what he’d done
In the past to someone
That he loves endlessly
Now she’s gone, so is he
 
I went to war every morning
I lost my way but now I’m following
What you said in my arms
What I read in the charms
That I love durably
Now it’s dead and gone and I am free
 
I went to sleep for the daytime
I shut my eyes to the sunshine
Turned my head away from the noise
Bruise and drip decay of childish toys
That I loved arguably
All our labouring gone to seed
 
Went out to play for the evening
We wanted to hold onto the feeling
On the stretch in the sun
And our breathlessness as we run
To the beach endlessly
As the sun creeps up on the sea
 
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Hannigan Lisa Margaret
Lille lyrics © Bmg Rights Management (uk) Ltd., Bmg Rights Management (uk) Limited
 
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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

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Patricia Brigid Mccoy

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Niall Horan – Spancil Hill – Live at the White House – St Patrick’s Day 2023 #POTUS

Lyrics

Last night as I lay dreamin’
Of pleasant days gone by
Me mind bein’ bent on rambling
To Ireland I did fly
I stepped on board a vision and
I followed with the wind
Till first I came to anchor at
The cross at Spancil Hill

It being the 23rd of June
The day before the fair
Where Ireland’s sons and daughters
And friends assembled there
The young, the old
The brave and the bold came
Their duty to fulfill
At the parish church near Clooney
A mile from Spancil Hill

I went to see my neighbours to
See what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone
The young ones turning grey
I met the tailor Quigley
He’s as bold as ever still
He used to mend my britches when
I lived in Spancil Hill

I took a flying visit to my one and only love
She’s as white as any lily
As gentle as a dove
She threw her arms around
Me, saying “Johnny, i love you still”
She is Nell, the farmer’s daughter
The pride of Spancil Hill

I dreamt I held and kissed her
As in the days of old
Saying, “Johnny, you’re only joking
As many’s the time before”
But the cock, he crew in the morning
He crew both loud and shrill
I awoke in California
Many miles from Spancil Hill

Source: LyricFind

Spancil Hill lyrics © Bardis Music, Usa Attn: Peter Bardon

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Songs of Ireland – Luke Kelly – Raglan Road #dubliners

Luke Kelly Raglan Road

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

Luke Kelly Raglan Road – YouTube

https://www.youtube.com › watch

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.,

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Sinéad O’Connor – Something Beautiful live at the Sugar Club, Dublin

2,198,715 views Apr 18, 2012
Something Beautiful is taken from the limited edition DVD package Theology. Recorded in the intimate environs of The Sugar Club.

Lyrics

I wanna make
Something beautiful
For you and from you
To show you
To show you
I adore you
Oh you

And your journey
Towards me
Which I see
And I see
All you push through
Mad for you
And because of you

I couldn’t thank you in ten thousand years
If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears
Ah, but you know the soul
And you know what makes it gold
You give life through blood
Blood, blood
Blood, blood
Oh, blood, blood

Oh I wanna make something so lovely for you
‘Cause I promised that’s what I’d do for you
With the Bible, I stole
I know you forgave my soul because
Such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
And I think we’re agreed
That it should have been free
And you sang to me

They dress the wounds of my poor people
As though they’re nothing
Saying, “Peace, peace”
When there’s no peace
They dress the wounds of my poor people
As though they’re nothing
Saying, “Peace, peace, peace”
When there’s no peace

Days without number
Now can a bride forget her jewels?
Or a maid her ornaments?
Yet, my people forgotten me

Days without number
Days without number
And in their want
Who’ll dress their wounds?
Who’ll dress their wounds?

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Sinead O Connor

Something Beautiful lyrics © Hipgnosis Sfh I Limited

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Wild Mountain Thyme – Choral Scholars & Alumni (UCD Festival 2021 Remote Performance) #musicaware

Wild Mountain Thyme – Choral Scholars & Alumni (UCD Festival 2021 Remote Performance)
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Choral Scholars of University College Dublin

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Wild Mountain Thyme (Arr. Eoin Conway) Performed as part of the UCD Festival 2021. 27-29 May 2021. Join the festival here: https://festival.ucd.ie/ Remote performance from Choral Scholars of University College Dublin, performing ‘Wild Mountain Thyme’, as part of the 2021 UCD Festival. Artistic Director: Desmond Earley Producers: Desmond Earley & Gavin Coll Soloists: Ciarán O’Donovan From our second album. ‘Perpetual Twilight’, available from iTunes, Apple Music, and Spotify now. http://hyperurl.co/PerpetualTwilight Video created by Gavin Coll Audio mixed & mastered by Kevin Whyms This video © Choral Scholars of University College Dublin Audio Recording ℗ Choral Scholars of University College Dublin Drone Footage by SKY-ART FPV Website: https://www.ucdchoralscholars.ie Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/ucdchoralschoars Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/UCDChoral Instagram: @ChoralScholars
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Niall Horan – Spancil Hill – Live at the White House – St Patrick’s Day 2023 #potus

Lyrics

Last night as I lay dreamin’
Of pleasant days gone by
Me mind bein’ bent on rambling
To Ireland I did fly
I stepped on board a vision and
I followed with the wind
Till first I came to anchor at
The cross at Spancil Hill

It being the 23rd of June
The day before the fair
Where Ireland’s sons and daughters
And friends assembled there
The young, the old
The brave and the bold came
Their duty to fulfill
At the parish church near Clooney
A mile from Spancil Hill

I went to see my neighbours to
See what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone
The young ones turning grey
I met the tailor Quigley
He’s as bold as ever still
He used to mend my britches when
I lived in Spancil Hill

I took a flying visit to my one and only love
She’s as white as any lily
As gentle as a dove
She threw her arms around
Me, saying “Johnny, i love you still”
She is Nell, the farmer’s daughter
The pride of Spancil Hill

I dreamt I held and kissed her
As in the days of old
Saying, “Johnny, you’re only joking
As many’s the time before”
But the cock, he crew in the morning
He crew both loud and shrill
I awoke in California
Many miles from Spancil Hill

Source: LyricFind

Spancil Hill lyrics © Bardis Music, Usa Attn: Peter Bardon

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Songs of Ireland – Luke Kelly – Raglan Road #dubliners

Luke Kelly Raglan Road

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

Luke Kelly Raglan Road – YouTube

https://www.youtube.com › watch

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.,

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Nick Drake – Northern sky (1970)

3,481,204 views Dec 26, 2010NORTHERN SKY

I never felt magic crazy as this I

never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea

I never held emotion in the palm of my hand

Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree

But now you’re here

Brighten my northern sky.

I’ve been a long time that I’m waiting

Been a long that I’m blown I’ve been a long time that I’ve wandered

Through the people I have known

Oh, if you would and you could

Straighten my new mind’s eye.

Would you love me for my money

Would you love me for my head

Would you love me through the winter

Would you love me ’til I’m dead

Oh, if you would and you could

Come blow your horn on high.

I never felt magic crazy as this

I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea

I never held emotion in the palm of my hand

Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree

But now you’re here Brighten my northern sky.

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