Folk Irsih Aussie

Fields Of Athenry

By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl callin'

For her love in Botany Bay It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.

And I will hear tho' soft your tread above me, And then my grave will warm and sweeter be.

Danny Boy

For you shall bend and tell me that you love me,

For you stole Trevelyn's corn

Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling.

And I will sleep in peace until you come to me.

So the young might see the morn

From glen to glen and down the mountain side.

Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay.

The summer's gone, and all the flowers dying.

Low lie the fields of Athenry,

'Tis you, 'tis you must go, and I must bide.

Michael they have taken you away

Where once we watched the small free bird fly Our love was on the wing, we had dreams and songs to sing

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,

It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.

Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow.

By a lonely prison wall I heard a young man calling

'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow.

Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free

Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so.

Against the famine and the Crown I rebelled they brought me down Now you must raise our child with dignity. By a lonely harbour wall she watched the last star falling As that prison ship sailed out against the sky For she'll live in hope and pray

lovely Leitrim Last[G] night I had a[C] pleasant dream I[G] woke up [D7]with a[G] smile I[G] dreamed that I was[C] back again in[Am] dear old Eirn's[D7] isle I[G] thought I saw Lough [C]Allen's banks in the[Am] vallys down be[D7]low It [G]was my lovely[C] Leitrim where the[G] Shannon [D7]waters[G] flow

I felt enchanted by the scene of grandeur and delight But when ye come and all the roses falling, And I am dead, as dead I well may be, Go out and find the place where I am lying, And kneel and say an Ave there for me.

So I strolled on to Carrig Town before the dark of night I passed Sheepmore that fairy hill where flowers fine do grow And I saw the grave of Finn McColl where the Shannon waters flow

I next did visit Fenagh Town with her ancient abbey walls

Where the teaching of the holy monks once echoed through her halls I stood with reverence on the spot reluctant for to go From the town of saints and sages where the Shannon waters flow

And when I come back to my own dear Ireland,

And find a peace no other land could know.

I'll rest a while beside you, gradh mochroidhe.*

I hear the birds make music fit for angels

ORIGINAL LYRICS TO THE SONG: (by Dick Farrelly)

My eyes are dimmed and wet with tears I must be dreaming still I thought I saw those hero's that died on Selton Hill But the fog is lifting from the scene and I am forced to go And leave the land so fair and grand where the Shannon waters flow

In all the lands that I have been throught the east and west In all the lands that I have seen I love my own the best And if ever I return again the first place I will go Will be to lovely Leitrim where the Shannon waters flow

"The Isle of Innisfree" Oh, Inisfree, my island, I'm returning From wasted years across the wintry sea.

I've met some folks who say that I'm a dreamer, And I've no doubt there's truth in what they say, But sure a body's bound to be a dreamer When all the things he loves are far away. And precious things are dreams unto an exile. They take him o'er the land across the sea -Especially when it happens he's an exile From that dear lovely Isle of Inisfree. And when the moonlight peeps across the rooftops Of this great city, wondrous though it be, I scarcely feel its wonder or its laughter. I'm once again back home in Inisfree. I wander o'er green hills through dreamy valleys

And watch the rivers laughing as they flow. And then into a humble shack I wander -My dear old home -- and tenderly behold The folks I love around the turf fire gathered. On bended knees ,their rosary is told. But dreams don't last -Though dreams are not forgotten -And soon I'm back to stern reality. But though they pave the footways here with gold dust, I still would choose the Isle of Inisfree. * Gaelic words meaning "love of my heart"

Galway Bay If you ever go across the sea to Ireland, it maybe at the closing of your day, You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh,

And see the sun go down on Galway Bay.

And somehow I am sure there's going to be,

You should laugh all the while and all other times smile,

Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream,

I will ask my God to let me make my heaven,

And now smile a smile for me.

The women in the meadow making hay.

In that dear land across the Irish sea.

and to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin, And watch the barefoot gosoons at their play.

When Irish eyes are smiling Sure it's like a morning spring. When Irish Eyes are Smiling When Irish eyes are smiling Sure it's like a morning spring.

For the breezes blowin' o'er the sea from Ireland [Galway Bay lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

In the lilt of Irish laughter, You can hear the angels sing. When Irish hearts are happy, All the world seems bright and gay.

Are perfumed by the heather as they blow

And when Irish eyes are smiling,

And the women in the uplands diggin' praties

Sure, they steal your heart away.

Speak a language that the strangers do not know.

They scorned us just for bein' what we are. But they might as well go chasing after moon beams, Or light a penny candle from a star.

And if there's is going to be a life hereafter,

In the lilt of Irish laughter, You can hear the angels sing. When Irish hearts are happy, All the world seems bright and gay. And when Irish eyes are smiling, Sure, they steal your heart away.

IT'S A LONG, LONG WAY TO TIPPERARY There's a tear in your eye, and I'm wondering why,

Yet the stangers came and tried to teach us their way.

Chorus:

For it never should be there at all. With such power in your smile, sure a stone you'd beguile, So there's never a teardrop should fall. When your sweet lilting laughter's like some fairy song, And your eyes twinkle bright as can be,

Up to mighty London came an Irishman one day, As the streets are paved with gold, sure ev'ryone was gay; Singing songs of Piccadilly, Strand and Leicester Square, Till Paddy got excited, then he shouted to them there:

Chorus: "lt's a long way to Tipperary,

It's a long way to go; It's a long way to Tipperary,

The Cliffs Of Dooneen

Round the high rocky slopes of the cliffs of dooneen

To the sweetest girl I know! Good-ye, Piccadilly! Farewell, Leicester Square! It's a long, long way to Tipperary, But my heart's right there! "

Once again I will wander with my irisjh colleen

The cliffs of dooneen: to izabella and tadeusz

You may travel far from your own native home Far away o’er the mountains far away o’er the foam

Bound for Botany Bay Verse 1 Farewell to Old England forever

Paddy wrote a letter to his Irish Molly O,

But of all the fine places that I’ve ever been

Farewell to my old pals as well

Saying, "Should you not receive it,

There’s none can compare with the cliffs of dooneen

Farewell to the well known Old Bailee

Write and let me know!

It’s a nice place to be on a fine summer’s day

Where I once used to be such a swell

Watching all the wild flowers that ne’er do decay

Where I once used to be such a swell.

If I make mistakes in spelling, Molly dear," said he " Remember it's the pen that's bad, Don't lay the blame on me."

Oh the hare and the pheasant are plain to be seen Making homes for their young round the cliffs of dooneen

Molly wrote a neat reply to Irish Paddy 0. Saying. "Mike Mahoney wants to marry me, and so Leave the Strand and Piccadilly, or you'll be to blame For love has fairly drove me silly, hoping you're the same!"

Chorus.

Take a view o’er the mountain fine sites you’ll see there Yes in a high rocky mountain in the west coast of clair Oh the towns of kilkee and kilrush can be seen From the high rocky slopes round the cliffs of dooneen So fare thee well to dooneen fare thee well for a while And althoug we are parted by the ragin sea wild

Refrain Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, liad-di-ty, Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, li-ay, Singing too-rall, li-oo-rall, liad-di-ty Oh we are bound for Botany Bay Oh we are bound for Botany Bay.

Verse 2

There's the captain as is our commandeer, There's bo'sun and all the ship's crew There's first and the second class passengers, Knows what we poor convicts goes through Knows what we poor convicts goes through.

We'll scour along the valleys Verse 5 Now all my young Dookies and Duchesses, Take warning from what I've to say,

And we'll gallop or'er the plains, And scorn to live in slavery, Bound down by iron chains.

Mind all is your own as you touch-es-es, Or you'll find us in Botany Bay,

Verse Two

Or you'll find us in Botany Bay. At the age of sixteen years

Verse 3 'Taint leaving Old England we cares about,

Wild Colonial Boy

He left his native home,

Verse One

And to Australia's sunny shores A bushranger did roam.

'Taint 'cos we mispells wot we knows But becos all we light finger'd gentry Hop's around with a log on our toes. Hop's around with a log on our toes.

There was a wild Colonial Boy,

They put him in the iron gang

Jack Doolan was his name,

In the government employ,

Of poor but honest parents,

But never an iron on earth could hold

He was born in Castlemaine. He was his father's only hope His mother's pride and joy,

Verse 4 Oh had I the wings of a turtledove, I'd soar on my pinions so high, Slap bang to the arms of my Polly love, And in her sweet presence I'd die And in her sweet presence I'd die.

The Wild Colonial Boy

Verse Three

And dearly did his parents love The Wild Colonial Boy.

In sixty-one this daring youth Commenced his wild career,

Chorus

With a heart that knew no danger

So come away me hearties

And no foreman did he fear.

We'll roam the mountains high,

He stuck up the Beechworth mail coach

Together we will plunder And together we will die.

And robbed Judge MacEvoy

Who, trembling cold, gave up his gold To the Wild Colonial Boy

Verse Four

He bade the Judge good morning And he told him to beware, That he'd never rob a needy man Or one who acted square, But a Judge who'd robed a mother

The Wild Colonial Boy.

Verse Six

When I was a young man I carried my pack

'Surrender now! Jack Doolan,

And I lived the free life of a rover

For you see it's three to one;

From the Murray’s green basin to the dusty outback

Surrender in the Queen's own name,

I waltzed my matilda all over

You are a highwayman.'

Then in nineteen fifteen my country said son

Jack drew his pistol from his belt And waved it like a toy, 'I'll fight, but not surrender,' cried The Wild Colonial Boy.

Of her one and only joy Sure, he must be a worse outlaw than

He fired at trooper Kelly And brought him to the ground, And in return from Davis, One day as Jack was riding

Received a mortal wound,

The mountainside along,

All shattered through the jaws he lay

A- listening to the little birds Their happy laughing song. Three mounted troopers came along, Kelly, Davis and Fitzroy With a warrant for the capture of

Its time to stop rambling cause there’s work to be Done So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun And they sent me away to the war.

Verse Seven

The Wild Colonial Boy

Verse Five

The band played waltzing matilda

And the band played waltzing matilda As we sailed away from the quay And amidst all the tears and the shouts and the Cheers We sailed off to Gallipoli

Still firing at Fitzroy, And that's the way they captured him, The Wild Colonial Boy.

How well I remember that terrible day <when> the blood stained the sand and the water

And how in that hell that they called Sulva bay

And saw what it had done, I wished I was

And the band played waltzing matilda

We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.

Dead

As they carried us down the gangway

Johnny turk he was ready, he primed himself well He <showered> us with bullets, he rained us with Shells And in five minutes flat he’d blown us all to hell Nearly blew us right back to Australia.

But the band played waltzing matilda As we stopped to bury our slain And we buried ours and the turks buried theirs Then started all over again

Now those who were living did their best to survive In mad world of blood, death and fire And for <seven long> weeks I kept myself alive <while the corpses around me piled higher> Then a big turkish shell knocked me arse over head And when I woke up in my hospital bed

Never knew there were worse things than dying

no more I’ll go waltzing matilda the green far and near For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs two legs No more waltzing matilda for me

So they collected the cripples, the wounded

But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared turned all their faces away

And now every April I sit on my porch And I watch the parade pass before me I see my old comrades, how proudly they march Reliving their dreams of past glory

Maimed

I see the old men, all twisted and torn

And they shipped us back home to Australia

The forgotten heroes of a forgotten war

, the blind insane

And the young people ask <me>, what are they

Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla

Marching for?

And as our ship pulled into circular quay I looked at the place where <me> legs used to be And thank Christ there was nobody waiting for me To grieve and to mourn and to pity.

And I ask myself the same question.

And the band plays waltzing matilda And the old men <still> answer to the call But year after year their numbers get fewer

Some day no one will march there at all

[ Lyrics found at www.mp3lyrics.org/B26 ] Even when I turn away

Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda Who’ll a-waltzing matilda with me?

He cares for me His love no one can shake Even as I walk away He's by my side With every breath I take

My Forever Friend

And sometimes I forget Him My halo fails to shine

Everybody needs a little help sometime No one stands alone Makes no difference if you're just a child like me Or a king upon a throne For there are no exceptions

Sometimes I'm not His friend But He is always mine ------REPEAT CHORUS: If you still don't know the one I'm talking of I think it's time you knew

We all stand in the line

Long ago and far away upon a cross

Everybody needs a friend

My friend died for you

Let me tell you of mine

So if you'd like to meet Him

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And don't know what to do

CHORUS:

Ask my friend into you heart

He's my forever friend

And He'll be your friend too

My leave-me-never friend

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From darkest night to rainbow's end

REPEAT CHORUS:

He's my forever friend -------

He's My Forever Friend