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My Lagan Love

Spancill Hill

Peggy Gordon

Black is the Colour

Heart Like A Wheel

Buachaill �n �irne

Old Hag (Instrumental)

Moorlough Shore

Old Town

Dimming of the Day

Brid �g N� Mh�ille

Haste to the Wedding (Instrumental)

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My Lagan Love

Where Lagan streams sing lullaby, there blows a lily fair
When twilight gleam is in her eyes, the night is on her hair
And like a lovesick lenanshee, she hath my heart in thrall
No life have I, no liberty, with love is Lord of all

And sometimes when the beetles horn hath lulled the eve to sleep,
I steal unto her shieling low and through her dooreen peep
There on the cricket's singing stone, she spares the bogwood fire
And hums in soft, sweet, undertones the song of heart�s desire

Her welcome, like her love for me, is from her heart within
Her warm kiss is felicity that knows no taint of sin

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Spancill Hill

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by
My mind being bent on rambling to Ireland I did fly
I stepped on board a vision and followed with the wind
Till next I came to anchor at the cross near Spancill Hill

T�was on the 23rd of June the day before the fair
When Ireland's sons and daughters and friends assembled there
The young, the old, the brave, the bold came their duty to fill
At the parish church at Cluney just a mile from Spancill Hill

I went to see my neighbours to hear what they might say
The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning grey
I met the tailor Quigley; he's bold as ever still
Sure he used to mend my britches when I lived at Spancill Hill

I paid a flying visit to my first and only love
She's fair as any lily and gentle as a dove
She threw her arms around me saying "Johnny I love you still�
She was Meg, the farmer�s daughter and the pride of Spancill Hill
She was Meg, the farmer�s daughter and the pride of Spancill Hill


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Heart Like A Wheel

Some say the heart is just like a wheel
When you bend it you can't mend it
And my love for you is like a sinking ship
My heart is on that ship out in mid-ocean

They said that death is a tragedy
It comes once then it's over
But my one only wish is for that deep dark abyss
For what's the use of living with no true lover

And it's only love and it's only love
That can break a human being and turn him inside out (2x)

When harm is done no love can be won
I know it happens frequently
What I can't understand please God hold my hand
Is why it should've to happened to me

And it's only love and it's only love
That can break a human being and turn him inside out (2x)

Some say the heart is just like a wheel
When you bend it you can't mend it
And my love for you is like a sinking ship
And my heart is on that ship out on mid-ocean

And it's only love and it's only love (4x)

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Buachaill �n �irne

Buachaill �n �irne m� �s bhr�agfainn f�in cail�n deas �g
N� iarrfainn b� spr� l�i t� m� fh�in saibhir go leor
'S liom Corcaigh da mh�id �, dh� thaobh
a' ghleanna 's T�r Eoghain
'S mura n-athra� m� b�asa� 's m� n' t-oidhr'
ar Chontae Mhaigh Eo

Rachaidh m� 'm�rach ag dh�anamh leanna f�n choill
Gan choite gan b�d gan gr�inn�n brach' ar bith liom
Ach duilli�r na gcraobh mar �ideadh leapa os mo chionn
'S �r� sheacht m'anam d�ag th� �s t� 'f�achaint orm anall

Buachailleacht b�, mo leo, n�r chleacht mise ariamh
Ach ag imirt 's ag 'ol le h�gmhn� deasa an tsliabh
M� chaill m� mo st�r n� m�ide gur chaill m� mo chiall
A's n� m� liom do ph�g n�'n bhr�g at�im ag caitheamh le bliain

Translation:

I�m a boy from Ireland and I could charm a nice young girl
I would not ask for her wealth as I am rich enough myself
I own a good part of Cork, two sides of the glen in Tyrone
And not to repeat myself I�m the heir of County Mayo

I will go tomorrow to make ale in the wood
Without a cot, without a boat, without a pinch of gruel with me
But leaves of the branches as bedclothes over my head
And think well done for you as you watch me from over there

A cowherd, my pet, I�vr never been accustomed to be
Instead of playing and drinking with the nice young women on the mountain side
If I lost my riches I probably didn�t lose my senses
And your kiss is no more to me than a shoe worn for a year

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Dimming of the Day

This old house is falling down around my ears
I'm drowning in a river of my tears
When all my will is gone you hold me sway
And I need you at the dimming of the day

You pull me like the moon pulls on the tide
You know just where I keep my better side

What days have come to keep us far apart
A broken promise or a broken heart
Now all the bonnie birds have wheeled away
I need you at the dimming of the day

Come the night you're only what I want
Come the night you could be my confidant

I see you on the street in company
Why don't you come and ease your mind with me
I am living for the night we steal away
I need you at the dimming of the day
Yes I need you at the dimming of the day

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Moorlough Shore

Your hills and dales and flowery vales
That lie near the Moorlough Shore
Your vines that blow by Borden�s grove
Will I ever see you more

Where the primrose glows and the violet grows
Where the trout and salmon play
With my line and hook delight I took
To spend my youthful days

Last night I went to see my love
To hear what she might say
To see if she�d take pity on me
Lest I might go away

She said, �I loved an Irish lad
And he was my only joy,
And ever since I saw his face
I�ve loved that soldier boy.�

Perhaps your soldier lad is lost
Sailing over Sea of Maine
Or perhaps he�s gone with some other one
You may never see him again

Well if my Irish lad is lost
He�s the one I do adore
And seven years I�ll wait for him by the banks of the Moorlough Shore


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Black is the Colour


Black is the colour of my true love's hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
I love the ground where on he stands

I love my love, and well he knows
I love the ground where on he goes
I wish the day would soon come
When he and I can be as one

I'll go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
For satisfied I never sleep
I write him a letter, just a few short lines
And I suffer death ten thousand times

Black is the colour of my true love's hair
His lips are like some rose, yeah, so fair
He has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
I love the ground where on he stands
I love the ground where on he stands
I love (3x) the ground where on he stands


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Old Town

The girl�s a fool she broke the rules she hurt him hard
This time we will break down
She�s lost his trust and so she must know all is lost
The system has broke down, romance has broke down

This boy is cracking up
This boy has broken down
This boy is cracking up
This boy has broke down

She plays it hard, she plays it tough
But that�s enough the love is over
She�s broke his heart and that is rough
But in the end he�ll soon recover that romance is over

This boy is cracking up
This boy has broken down, yeah
This boy is cracking up
This boy has broke down

Hola!

This boy is cracking up
This boy has broken down, yeah
This boy is cracking up
This boy has broke down

I�ve been spending my money in the old town
It�s not the same honey when you�re not around
I�ve been spending my time in the old town
I sure miss you honey when you�re not around, you�re not around this old town


Hola!

This boy is cracking up
This boy has broken down, yeah
This boy is cracking up
This boy has broke down

This boy is cracking up, cracking up
This boy has broken down, yeah
This boy is cracking up
This boy has broke down

This boy has broken down
This boy has broke down (Repeat to fade)


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Peggy Gordon

O Peggy Gordon, you are my darling
Come sit you down upon my knee
And tell to me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee

I�m so in love that I can�t deny it
My heart lies smothered in my breast
But it�s not for you to let the world know it
A troubled mind can know no rest

I put my head to a glass of brandy
It was my fancy, I do declare
For when I�m drinking, I�m always thinking
And wishing Peggy Gordon was here

I wish I was in some lonesome valley
Where womankind could not be found
Where little birds sing upon the branches
And every moment has a different sound

O Peggy Gordon, you are my darling
Come sit you down upon my knee
And tell me the very reason
Why I am slighted so by thee


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Brid �g N� Mh�ille

Is a Bhr�d �g N� Mh�ille
'S t� d'fh�g mo chro� cr�ite
'S chuir t� arraingeacha
An bh�is tr� cheartl�r mo chro�
T� na m�lte fear i ngr�
Le d'�adan ci�in n�ireach
Is go dtug t� barr bre�chtacht'
Ar Th�r Oirghiall m�s f�or

N�l n� ar bith is �ille
N�'n ghealach os cionn a' ts�ile
N� bl�th b�n na n-airn�
B�os ag f�s ar an droighean
� si�d mar b�os mo ghr�-sa
N�os trils� le bre�chtacht
B�il�n meala na h�illeachta'
Nach ndearna riamh claon

Is buachaill deas �g m�
'T� triall chun mo ph�sta
'S n� buan i bhfad beo m�
Mura bhfaghidh m� mo mhian
A chuisle is a st�ir�n
D�an r�idh agus b� romhamsa
Cionn deireannach den Domhnach
Ar Bh�ithr�n Dhroim Sliabh

Is tuirseach 's br�nach
A chaithimse an Domhnach
Mo hata l' mo dhorn
'S m� ag osna�l go trom
'S m� ag amharc ar na b�ithre
'Mb�onn mo ghr�-sa ag gabhail ann
'S � ag fear eile p�sta
Is fan � bheith liom
'S � ag fear eile p�sta
Is fan � bheith liom

Translation:

Oh Brid �g O�Malley
You have left my heart breaking
You�ve sent the death pangs
Of sorrow to pierce my heart sore
A hundred men are craving
For your breathtaking beauty
You�re the fairest of the maidens
In Oriel for sure

No spectacle is fairer
Than moonbeams on the harbour
Or the sweet scented blossoms
Of the sloe on the thorn
But my love shines much brighter
In looks and in stature
That honey-lipped beauty
Who never said wrong

I�m a handsome young fellow
Who is thinking of wedlock
But my life will be shortened
If I don�t get my dear
My love and my darling
Prepare now to meet me
On next Sunday evening
On the road to Drum Slieve

�Tis sad and lonely
I pass the time on Sunday
My head bowed in sorrow
My sights heavy with woe
As I gaze upon the byways
That my true love walks over
Now she�s wed to another
And left me forlorn

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