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Lumiere – The West’s Awake, Live @ The National Concert Hall

The West’s Awake

Lumiere

When all beside a vigil keep,
The West’s asleep, the West’s asleep –
Alas! and well may Erin weep
When Connacht lies in slumber deep.
There lake and plain smile fair and free,
‘Mid rocks their guardian chivalry.
Sing, Oh! let man learn liberty
From crashing wind and lashing sea.

That chainless wave and lovely land
Freedom and nationhood demand;
Be sure the great God never planned
For slumb’ring slaves a home so grand.
And long a brave and haughty race
Honoured and sentinelled the place.
Sing, Oh! not even their sons’ disgrace
Can quite destroy their glory’s trace.

For often, in O’Connor’s van,
To triumph dashed each Connacht clan.
And fleet as deer the Normans ran
Thro’ Corrsliabh Pass and Ardrahan;
And later times saw deeds as brave,
And glory guards Clanricard’s grave,
Sing, Oh! they died their land to save
At Aughrim’s slopes and Shannon’s wave.

And if, when all a vigil keep,
The West’s asleep! the West’s asleep!
Alas! and well may Erin weep
That Connacht lies in s1umber deep.
But, hark! a voice like thunder spake,
The West’s awake! the West’s awake!
Sing, Oh! hurrah! let England quake,
We’ll watch till death for Erin’s sake

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Imelda May – Should’ve Been You

Should’ve Been You

Imelda May

I could tell you all the things I do for you
But it’s no surprise and you just roll your eyes and say
“Here we go again
She’s gonna moan again”

I should spare your love, just a thing or two
But you don’t disguise it when I’m just white noise
And it’s done before it begins
‘Cause your temper’s getting thin

But there’s just one thing that I wanna know
Just one little thing before I go
Before I go

It’s who takes care of me?
Tell me, who takes care of me?
Should’ve been you
Should’ve been you

Do you realize, no, you never will
‘Cause your head’s held high and you got your pride
I got a little of mine still
Yeah, the bit you couldn’t kill

I’ll never blame you and I always will
I can’t explain it but it hurts like hell
And I’m feeling so alone
Yeah, I’m lonely to the bone

But there’s just one thing that I wanna know
Just one little thing before I go
Before I go

It’s who takes care of me?
Tell me, who takes care of me?
Should’ve been you, oh!
Should’ve been you, oh!

And I’m angry
And I’m sad
I’m the best thing that you ever had
All I wanted was your touch
But you told me what I wanted was just too much

Oh, who takes care of me?
Tell me, who takes care of me?
Should’ve been you, oh!
Should’ve been you
It should’ve been you
Should’ve been you

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Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem – Old Maid in the Garrett

Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem – Old Maid in the Garrett

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Published on Feb 9, 2008

 
 
I have often heard it said from me father and me mother
That the going to a weddin’ is the making of another
Well, if this be true, I will go without a biddin’
O kind providence, won’t you send me to a wedding
And its O dear me, how would it be, if I die an old maid in a garret
 
Well, there’s my sister Jean, she’s not handsome or good looking
Barely sixteen and she had a fella courtin’
Now she’s twenty-four with a son and a daughter
Here am I at forty-five and I’ve never had an offer
 
I can cook and I can sew and I can keep the house right tidy
Rise up in the morning and get the breakfast ready
There’s nothing in this wide world would make me half so cheery
As a wee fat manny who would call me his own deary
 
So come landsman or come kinsman, come tinker or come tailor
Come fiddler or come dancer, come ploughboy or come sailor
Come rich man, come poor man, come fool or come witty
Come any man at all that will marry me for pity
 
Well now I’m away home ’cause there’s nobody heeding
There’s nobody heedin’ to poor old Annie’s pleadin’
I’ll go away to my own wee bit garret If I can’t get a man,
then I’ll surely get a parrot
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Maura O’Connell – The Water is Wide

Maura O’Connell ーThe Water Is Wide – YouTube

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Lyrics

The water is wide ‘n I can’t cross oer,
‘N neither have I wings to fly,
Give me a boat that can carry two,
And both shall row,
My love and I.

For love is gentle and love is kind,
And love is sweet when first it’s new,
But love grows old and waxes cold,
And fades away like mornin’ dew.

There is a ship and it sails the sea,
She’s loaded deep as deep can be,
But not as deep as the love I’m in,
I know not how I sink or swim.

The water is wide ‘n I can’t cross oer,
‘N neither have I wings to fly,
Give me a boat that can carry two,
And both shall row,
My love and I.
And both shall row,
My love and I.

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Songwriters: Traditional

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