Centenary Patrick Cassidy feat. Sibéal – Mise Éire | RTÉ ONE

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Published on Dec 14, 2017


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Lyrics
Welcome to the end of being alone inside your mind
Tethered to another and you’re worried all the time
You always knew the melody but you never heard it rhyme
She’s fair and she is quiet, Lord, she doesn’t look like me
She made me love the morning, she’s a holiday at sea
The New York streets are as busy as they always used to be
But I am the mother of Evangeline
The first things that she took from me were selfishness and sleep
She broke a thousand heirlooms I was never meant to keep
She filled my life with color, cancelled plans and trashed my car
But none of that is ever who we are
Outside of my windows are the mountains and the snow
I hold you while you’re sleeping and I wish that I could go
All my rowdy friends around accomplishing their dreams
But I am the mother of Evangeline
They’ve still got their morning paper and their coffee and their time
They still enjoy their evenings with the skeptics and their wine
Oh but all the wonders I have seen I will see a second time
From inside of the ages through your eyes
You were not an accident where no one thought it through
The world has stood against us, made us mean to fight for you
And when we chose your name we knew that you’d fight the power, too
You’re nothing short of magical and beautiful to me
I would never hit the big time without you
So they can keep their treasure and their ties to the machine
Cause I am the mother of Evangeline
They can keep their treasure and their ties to the machine
Cause I am the mother of Evangeline
Ooooh…
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Songwriters: Phillip John Hanseroth / Timothy Jay Hanseroth / Brandi M. Carlile
The Mother lyrics © Southern Oracle Music Llc, Southern Oracle Music Llc

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If you, if you could return
Don’t let it burn
Don’t let it fade
I’m sure I’m not being rude
But it’s just your attitude
It’s tearing me apart
It’s ruining every day
I swore, I swore I would be true
And honey so did you
So why were you holding her hand?
Is that the way we stand?
Were you lying all the time?
Was it just a game to you?
But I’m in so deep
You know I’m such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger?
Do you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it linger?
Oh, I thought the world of you
I thought nothing could go wrong
But I was wrong, I was wrong
If you, if you could get by
Trying not to lie
Things wouldn’t be so confused
And I wouldn’t feel so used
But you always really knew
I just want to be with you
And I’m in so deep
You know I’m such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger?
Do you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it linger?
And I’m in so deep
You know I’m such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger?
Do you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it linger?
You know I’m such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger?
Do you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it linger?
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Songwriters: Dolores Mary O’Riordan / Noel Anthony Hogan
Linger lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc

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

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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
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Songwriters: Patricia Brigid Mccoy

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

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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.
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Songwriters: Kavanagh Patrick / Knopfler Mark
Raglan Road lyrics © Straitjacket Songs Ltd., Sgo Music Publishing Ltd.,

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?
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Songwriters: Sinead O Connor
Something Beautiful lyrics © Hipgnosis Sfh I Limited
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
