Lyrics: Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side, The summer’s gone and all the roses falling, It’s you, it’s you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow, Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow, It’s I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow, Oh, Danny Boy, oh Danny boy I love you so! But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying, If I am dead, as dead I may well be Ye’ll come and find the place where I am lying, And kneel and say an Ave there for me; And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me, And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be, For you will bend and tell me that you love me, And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!
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
Winter Sun Christmas single released November 28th Stream on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/1bUf1…Carrigafoyle Castle Co. Kerry Ireland Nat Mon No 349
Full Works Survey Interior and exterior
The castle built in 1490 is set within the flat landscape of the wider Shannon Estuary and is sheltered by the small island of Carrig only 200m to the north across the salt marsh which is inundated at high tide. The medieval Church of Carrigafoyle stands opposite the castle and is built in the same style.
Carrigafoyle Castle, built between the years 1490 and 1500, is considered one of the strongest of Irish fortresses. It stands on a rock in a small bay off the Shannon estuary, and its name is an Anglicisation of the Irish, Carraig an Phoill “rock of the hole”.
Now a listed National Monument, its battlements provide stunning views of the estuary and the most interesting feature of the building is the dock, which allowed boats to tie up safely. This was particularly important when in the 1500’s the O’Connor’s of Kerry held political power over the area which allowed them to “inspect” ships passing to and from the port of Limerick.
You approached me in the darkness A figure I knew well The silhouette was known to me But it was far too soon to tell
With each step that you drew towards me I knew you less and less A creature of your likeness With a kind of hollowness
And all that winter sun Has ever gave to me Was a couple hours of light And a heat I couldn’t feel So don’t you come to me So bright and bold You promised me the world But you left it in the cold
And I was waiting for the heat to come The light it touched my skin I kept waiting for the heat to come But the cold came creeping in
Like stepping out onto a frozen lake Hid underneath the snow I put my trust in something bound to break But how could I have known
And all that winter sun Has ever gave to me Was a couple hours of light And a heat I couldn’t feel So don’t you come to me So bright and bold You promised me the world But you left it in the cold
And I’ve been blinded by sunshine And oh I hate how sweet the world has seemed Bathed in your cold light
And all that winter sun Has ever gave to me Was a couple hours of light And a heat I couldn’t feel So don’t you come to me So bright and bold You promised me the world But you left it in the cold
And all that winter sun Has ever gave to me Was a couple hours of light And a heat I couldn’t feel So don’t you come to me So bright and bold You promised me the world But you left it in the cold
Winter Sun Christmas single released November 28th Stream on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/1bUf1…Carrigafoyle Castle Co. Kerry Ireland Nat Mon No 349
Full Works Survey Interior and exterior
The castle built in 1490 is set within the flat landscape of the wider Shannon Estuary and is sheltered by the small island of Carrig only 200m to the north across the salt marsh which is inundated at high tide. The medieval Church of Carrigafoyle stands opposite the castle and is built in the same style.
Carrigafoyle Castle, built between the years 1490 and 1500, is considered one of the strongest of Irish fortresses. It stands on a rock in a small bay off the Shannon estuary, and its name is an Anglicisation of the Irish, Carraig an Phoill “rock of the hole”.
Now a listed National Monument, its battlements provide stunning views of the estuary and the most interesting feature of the building is the dock, which allowed boats to tie up safely. This was particularly important when in the 1500’s the O’Connor’s of Kerry held political power over the area which allowed them to “inspect” ships passing to and from the port of Limerick.
You approached me in the darkness A figure I knew well The silhouette was known to me But it was far too soon to tell
With each step that you drew towards me I knew you less and less A creature of your likeness With a kind of hollowness
And all that winter sun Has ever gave to me Was a couple hours of light And a heat I couldn’t feel So don’t you come to me So bright and bold You promised me the world But you left it in the cold
And I was waiting for the heat to come The light it touched my skin I kept waiting for the heat to come But the cold came creeping in
Like stepping out onto a frozen lake Hid underneath the snow I put my trust in something bound to break But how could I have known
And all that winter sun Has ever gave to me Was a couple hours of light And a heat I couldn’t feel So don’t you come to me So bright and bold You promised me the world But you left it in the cold
And I’ve been blinded by sunshine And oh I hate how sweet the world has seemed Bathed in your cold light
And all that winter sun Has ever gave to me Was a couple hours of light And a heat I couldn’t feel So don’t you come to me So bright and bold You promised me the world But you left it in the cold
And all that winter sun Has ever gave to me Was a couple hours of light And a heat I couldn’t feel So don’t you come to me So bright and bold You promised me the world But you left it in the cold
Lyrics: Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side, The summer’s gone and all the roses falling, It’s you, it’s you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow, Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow, It’s I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow, Oh, Danny Boy, oh Danny boy I love you so! But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying, If I am dead, as dead I may well be Ye’ll come and find the place where I am lying, And kneel and say an Ave there for me; And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me, And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be, For you will bend and tell me that you love me, And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!
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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