Archive for August, 2010
Lyrics of The Whistling Gypsy
Aug 2nd
The gypsy rover came over the hill
down to the valley so shady
he whistled and he sang till the green woods rang
and he won the heart of a lady
CHORUS: Ah dee doo ah dee doo daw day
ah dee doo ah dee day dee
He whistled and he sang, till the green woods rang
and he won the heart of a lady
she left her father’s castle walls
she left her own fond lover
she left her servants and her estate
to follow the gypsy rover
CHORUS
her father saddled up his fastest steed
and rode the wild woods over
and sought his daughter at great speed
and the whistling gypsy rover
CHORUS
he rode till he came to a castle fine
down by the river Clady
and there was music and there was wine
for the gypsy and his lady
“he is no gypsy, my father” she said
“but lord of these lands all over
and I will stay ’till my dying day
with my whistling gypsy rover
Lyrics of Galway Bay
Aug 2nd
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland
Then maybe at the closing of your day
you may sit and watch the moonrise over Claddagh
and watch the sun go down on Galway Bay
Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream
the women in the meadows making hay
and to sit beside a turf fire in a cabin
and watch the barefoot gosoons at their play
oh the wind that blow across the sea from Ireland
and perfumed by the heather as it blows
and the women in the upland digging praties
speak a language that the strangers do not know
for the stranger came and tried to teach us their way
they mocked us just for being what we are
but they might as well just try to chase a moonbeam
or light a penny candle from a star
and if there’s going to be a life hereafter
and somehow I feel sure there’s going to be
I will ask my God to let me make my Heaven
in that fair land across the Irish sea
Lyrics of Fields of Athenry
Aug 2nd
By a lonely harbour wall I heard a young girl calling
“Michael they have taken you away
for you stole Trevellian’s corn, so that our young might see the morn
now the prison ship lies waiting in the bay.”
CHORUS: low lies the fields of Athenry
where once we watched the small freebird sing
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 I heard a young man calling
“Nothing matters Mary when you’re free
against the famine and the crown
I rose up, they cut me down
now you must raise our child with dignity.”
CHORUS
By a lonely harbour wall she’ll watch the last star falling
as the prison ship sails out against the sky
and all alone she’ll hope and pray, for her love in Botany Bay
it’s so lonely ’round the fields of Athenry
CHORUS (TWICE)