Centenary Patrick Cassidy feat. Sibéal – Mise Éire | RTÉ ONE
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•Mar 29, 2016
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Sibéal- Mise Éire – RTÉ – IRELAND’S NATIONAL PUBLIC SERVICE MEDIA
The Chieftains, Imelda May – Carolina Rua| Reel – The Ladies Pantalettes
Carolina Rua / Reel – The Ladies Pantalettes
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•Jul 28, 2018
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- Stories never end ’til you come to conclusions:
- Carolina ruadh has a hand in my confusion.
- Waits for me to choose which quarter to bend in.
- To susie-make-me-blue, or the redhead I’m attending.
- Oh carolina ruadh has my heart and all I want to do’s
- Go down the windy road where my carolina goes:
- Down the crooked road where carolina goes to school
- Mo charolina ruadh, do you love me?
- Tell me true, tell me……
- Standing on three queens, thought the game was over.
- Then, from the blue, carolina’s at my shoulder:
- Laughter in her eyes and a smile
- That touches all the guys
- On down the crooked road where carolina goes to school
- –mo charolina ruadh, do you love me?
- Tell me true, tell me..
De Danaan, Maura O’Connell – My Irish Molly #StPatricksDay
Cavan Girl – The High Kings – #LoughOughter
As I walk the road from Killeshandra weary I sat down
For it’s twelve long miles around the lake to get to Cavan Town
Though Oughter and the road I go once seemed beyond compare
Now I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl so fair
The autumn shades are on the leaves, the trees will soon be bare
Each red-coat leaf around me seems the colour of her hair
My gaze retreats to find my feet and once again I sigh
As the broken pools of sky remind me of the colour of her eyes
At the Cavan cross each Sunday morning, where she can be found
And she seems to have the eye of every boy in Cavan Town
If my luck will hold I’ll have the golden summer of her smile
And to break the hearts of Cavan men she’ll talk to me a while
So next Sunday evening finds me homeward – Killeshandra bound –
To work the week till I return to court in Cavan Town
When asked if she would be my bride, at least she’d not say no
So next Sunday morning I’ll rouse myself and back to her I’ll go
As I walk the road from Killeshandra weary I sat down
For it’s twelve long miles around the lake to get to Cavan Town
Though Oughter and the road I go once seemed beyond compare
Now I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl so fair
Now I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl so fair
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Chris Thile & Brad Mehldau – Tabhair dom do Lámh
Christy Moore, Jimmy McCarthy – Bright Blue Rose
Christy Moore – Bright Blue Rose
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•Mar 13, 2011
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Bright Blue Rose
I skimmed across black water, without once submerging
Onto the banks of an urban morning
That hungers the first light, much much more
Than mountains ever do.
And she like a ghost beside me goes down with the ease of a dolphin
And emerges unlearned, unscathed, unharmed.
For she is the perfect creature, natural in every feature
And I am the geek with the alchemists stone.
For all of you who must discover, for all who seek to understand
For having left the path of others, you find a very special hand
And it is a holy thing, and it is a precious time
And it is the only way
Forget-me-nots among the snow, it’s always been and so it goes
To ponder his death and his life eternally
For all of you who must discover, for all who seek to understand
For having left the path of others, you find a very special hand
And it is a holy thing, and it is a precious time
And it is the only way
Forget-me-nots among the snow, it’s always been and so it goes
To ponder his death and his life eternally
One bright blue rose outlives all those
Two thousand years and still it goes
To ponder his death and his life eternally
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Songwriters: Maccarthy JamesBright Blue Rose lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Int. Ltd.
Sinéad O’Connor – The Chieftains – The Foggy Dew. #oneofus
Christy Moore, Jimmy McCarthy – Bright Blue Rose
Christy Moore – Bright Blue Rose
505,635 views
•Mar 13, 2011
509 subscribers
Bright Blue Rose
I skimmed across black water, without once submerging
Onto the banks of an urban morning
That hungers the first light, much much more
Than mountains ever do.
And she like a ghost beside me goes down with the ease of a dolphin
And emerges unlearned, unscathed, unharmed.
For she is the perfect creature, natural in every feature
And I am the geek with the alchemists stone.
For all of you who must discover, for all who seek to understand
For having left the path of others, you find a very special hand
And it is a holy thing, and it is a precious time
And it is the only way
Forget-me-nots among the snow, it’s always been and so it goes
To ponder his death and his life eternally
For all of you who must discover, for all who seek to understand
For having left the path of others, you find a very special hand
And it is a holy thing, and it is a precious time
And it is the only way
Forget-me-nots among the snow, it’s always been and so it goes
To ponder his death and his life eternally
One bright blue rose outlives all those
Two thousand years and still it goes
To ponder his death and his life eternally
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Maccarthy JamesBright Blue Rose lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Int. Ltd.
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
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Songwriters: Patricia Brigid Mccoy
Toy Show Trad Medley | The Late Late Toy Show with the Lackagh Céilí Band
Nov 24, 2023Shiofra and Fiachra, Fionn, Dallan, Faye, Fiachra D, Juliette and the Lackagh Ceili band perform a traditional Irish music medley on the Toy Show.
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