Garth Brooks Medley | The Late Late Show | RTÉ One
4,421 viewsSep 17, 20217011ShareSaveThe Late Late Show 209K subscribers The Three Amigos perform a medley of Garth Brooks Hits. Watch The Late Late Show live and on-demand from anywhere in the world at http://www.rte.ie/player The Late Late Show | Fridays | RTÉ One, 9:35pm Irish Time
By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling “Michael, they have taken you away For you stole Trevelyan’s corn So the young might see the morn Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay”
Low lie the fields of Athenry Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing It’s so lonely ’round the fields of Athenry
By a lonely prison wall I heard a young man calling “Nothing matters, Mary, when you’re free Against the famine and the crown I rebelled, they cut me down Now you must raise our child with dignity”
Low lie the fields of Athenry Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing It’s so lonely ’round the fields of Athenry
By a lonely harbour wall She watched the last star falling As that prison ship sailed out against the sky For she lived in hope and pray For her love in Botany Bay It’s so lonely ’round the fields of Athenry
Low lie the fields of Athenry Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing It’s so lonely ’round the fields of Athenry
The Chieftains, “Voice Of Ages” 12. Hard Times Come Again No More Let us pause in life’s pleasures and count its many tears, While we all sup sorrow with the poor; There’s a song that will linger forever in our ears; Oh hard times come again no more. Tis the song, the sigh of the weary, Hard Times, hard times, come again no more Many days you have lingered around my cabin door; Oh hard times come again no more. While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay, There are frail forms fainting at the door; Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say Oh hard times come again no more. Tis the song, the sigh of the weary, Hard Times, hard times, come again no more Many days you have lingered around my cabin door; Oh hard times come again no more. There’s a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away, With a worn heart whose better days are o’er: Though her voice would be merry, ’tis sighing all the day, Oh hard times come again no more. Tis a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave, Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore Tis a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave Oh hard times come again no more. Tis the song, the sigh of the weary, Hard Times, hard times, come again no more Many days you have lingered around my cabin door; Oh hard times come again no more. Oh hard times come again no more.
927,399 viewsMay 17, 20093.4K242ShareSaveNdB 971 subscribers a video with pictures of Croagh Patrick song: Green and Red of Mayo by Saw Doctors
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Oh the Green and Red of Mayo I can see it still It’s soft and craggy boglands It’s tall majestic hills Where the ocean kisses Ireland And the waves carress it’s shore Oh the feelin’ it came over me To stay forever more Forever more
From it’s rollin’ coastal waters I can see Croagh Patrick’s peak Where one Sunday every Summer The pilgrims climb the reek Where Saint Patrick in it’s solitude Looked down across Clew Bay And With the ringin’ of his bell Called the faithful there to pray There to pray
Oh take me to Clare Island The home of Granuaile It’s waters harbour fishes From the herring to the whale And now I must depart it And reality is plain May the time not pass so slowly ‘Fore I set sail again Set sail again
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo I can see it still It’s soft and craggy boglands It’s tall majestic hills Where the ocean kisses Ireland And the waves carress it’s shore Oh the feelin’ it came over me To stay forever more Forever more
Stay forever more
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo Oh the Green and Red of Mayo Oh the Green and Red of Mayo Oh the Green and Red of Mayo
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
Thank you Haydock! Such a great crowd yesterday and massive thank you to the legendary @RealSirTomJones for inviting me along! I’m loving performing all the tracks from 11 Past the Hour! Which one would you like to hear most live? Dress: Preen Photo: @Pastiesboy
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