Cavan Girl – The High Kings – #killeshandra
Centenary Patrick Cassidy feat. Sibéal – Mise Éire | RTÉ ONE
Centenary Patrick Cassidy feat. Sibéal – Mise Éire | RTÉ ONE
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•Mar 29, 2016
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Cavan Girl – The High Kings – #killeshandra
Tiernan McBride’s film of Paul Brady’s ‘Arthur McBride’. #roebuckhouse
Tiernan McBride’s film of Paul Brady’s ‘Arthur McBride’.mpg
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Long gathering dust on a shelf this is Tiernan McBride’s 1977 film of Paul Brady’s song ‘Arthur McBride’. A wonderful document of a wonderful song.
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
Emma Langford – The Winding Way Down to Kells Bay
Emma Langford – The Winding Way Down to Kells Bay (Official)
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•Dec 9, 2019
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Christy Moore – Easter Snow #musicaware
The Gloaming – The Sailor’s Bonnet #paddysday
The Gloaming – The Sailor’s Bonnet
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•Mar 31, 2014
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Paddy Reilly, The Fields of Athenry.
The Fields of Athenry
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
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Mooney Peter Henry
The Fields of Athenry lyrics © Unknown Publisher
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