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Van Morrison – Have I Told You Lately That I Love You. ❤️ 🎵

HAVE I TOLD YOU LATELY THAT I LOVE YOU — VAN MORRISON (in HD)

Have I Told You Lately That I Love You

Song by Rod Stewart

Have I told you lately that I love you
Have I told you there’s no one else above you
You fill my heart with gladness
Take away all my sadness
Ease my troubles, that’s what you do

For the morning sun and all it’s glory
Greets the day with hope and comfort, too
You fill my life with laughter
And somehow, you make it better
Ease my troubles, that’s what you do

There’s a love that’s divine
And it’s yours and it’s mine
Like the sun
And at the end of the day
We should give thanks and pray
To the one, to the one

Have I told you lately that I love you
Have I told you there’s no one else above you
You fill my heart with gladness
Take away all my sadness
Ease my troubles, that’s what you do

There’s a love that’s divine
And it’s yours and it’s mine
Like the sun
And at the end of the day
We should give thanks and pray
To the one, to the one

And have I told you lately that I love you
Have I told you there’s no one else above you
You fill my heart with gladness
Take away all my sadness
Ease my troubles, that’s what you do

Take away all my sadness, fill my life with gladness
Ease my troubles, that’s what you do
Take away all my sadness, fill my life with gladness
Ease my troubles, that’s what you do

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Van Morrison

Have I Told You Lately That I Love You lyrics © Chappell & Co., Inc., Barrule Uk Ltd

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Sinéad O’Connor – Something Beautiful live at the Sugar Club, Dublin. Buried in Deansgrange 🖤

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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Daniel O’Donnell – Come Back Paddy Reilly to #Ballyjamesduff by Percy French #Cavan 🇮🇪 😀 with thanks to RTE

67,806 views May 6, 2012

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.

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Sinéad O’Connor – Something Beautiful live at the Sugar Club, Dublin. Buried in Deansgrange 🖤

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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Daniel O’Donnell – Come Back Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff by Percy French #Cavan 🇮🇪 😀 with thanks to RTE

67,806 views May 6, 2012

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.

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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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The Corrs – Breathless [Official Video] 🇮🇪

Breathless is the first single by The Corrs from their third studio album, In Blue.

Lyrics

Go on, go on
Leave me breathless
Come on
Hey, yeah

The daylight’s fading slowly
But time with you is standing still
I’m waiting for you only
The slightest touch and I feel weak

I can not lie
From you, I can not hide
And I’m losing the will to try
Can’t hide it (can’t hide it)
Can’t fight it (can’t fight it)So go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Tempt me, tease me
Until I can’t deny this
Loving feeling
Make me long for your kiss
Go on, go on
Yeah, come on
Yeah

And if there’s no tomorrow
And all we have is here and now
I’m happy just to have you
You’re all the love I need somehow

It’s like a dream
Although I’m not asleep
And I never want to wake up
Don’t lose it (don’t lose it)
Don’t leave it (don’t leave it)So go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Tempt me, tease me
Until I can’t deny this
Loving feeling
Make me long for your kiss
Go on, go on
Yeah, come on

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And I can’t lie
From you, I can not hide
And I’ve lost my will to try
Can’t hide it (can’t hide it)
Can’t fight it (can’t fight it)

So go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Tempt me, tease me
Until I can’t deny this
Loving feeling
Make me long for your kiss

Go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Go on, go on

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Andrea Jane Corr / Caroline Corr / James Corr / Robert John Lange / Sharon Corr

Breathless lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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The Corrs – Breathless [Official Video] 🇮🇪

Breathless is the first single by The Corrs from their third studio album, In Blue.

Lyrics

Go on, go on
Leave me breathless
Come on
Hey, yeah

The daylight’s fading slowly
But time with you is standing still
I’m waiting for you only
The slightest touch and I feel weak

I can not lie
From you, I can not hide
And I’m losing the will to try
Can’t hide it (can’t hide it)
Can’t fight it (can’t fight it)So go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Tempt me, tease me
Until I can’t deny this
Loving feeling
Make me long for your kiss
Go on, go on
Yeah, come on
Yeah

And if there’s no tomorrow
And all we have is here and now
I’m happy just to have you
You’re all the love I need somehow

It’s like a dream
Although I’m not asleep
And I never want to wake up
Don’t lose it (don’t lose it)
Don’t leave it (don’t leave it)So go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Tempt me, tease me
Until I can’t deny this
Loving feeling
Make me long for your kiss
Go on, go on
Yeah, come on

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And I can’t lie
From you, I can not hide
And I’ve lost my will to try
Can’t hide it (can’t hide it)
Can’t fight it (can’t fight it)

So go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Tempt me, tease me
Until I can’t deny this
Loving feeling
Make me long for your kiss

Go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Go on, go on

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Andrea Jane Corr / Caroline Corr / James Corr / Robert John Lange / Sharon Corr

Breathless lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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Adrianne Lenker – Sadness As A Gift (official lyric video)


lyrics

You and i both know

Tthere is nothing more to say

Chance has shut her shining eyes

Aand turned her face away

Leaning on the windowsill

You could write me someday and i think you will

We could see the sadness as a gift and still

Feel too heavy to hold

Snow fallin’

I try to keep from callin’

Watch the spring turn to winter

Fireflies all frozen

the seasons go so fast

Thinking that this one was gonna last

Maybe the question was too much to ask

Been searching for your eyes

All I see is blue sky and that old man beats his crooked cane it’s time to let go leaning on the windowsill you could write me someday and i bet you will we could see the sadness as a gift and still the seasons go so fast thinking that this one was gonna last maybe the question was too much to ask you and I could see into the same eternity every second brimming with a majesty kiss so sweet so fine you could hear the music inside my mind and you showed me a place i’ll find even when i’m old just leaning on the windowsill you could write me someday and i hope you will we could see the sadness as a gift and still the seasons go so fast thinking that this one was gonna last maybe the question was too much to ask

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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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