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A VOYAGE OF PASSION:

THE GALWAY SHAWL:
Near Orenmore in the County Galway,
One pleasant evening in the month of May,
I spied a colleen, she was young and handsome
And her beauty fairly took my breath away.

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She wore no jewels, nor costly diamonds,
No paint or powder, Oh no, none at all.
But she wore a bonnet with a ribbon on it
And round her shoulder was a Galway Shawl.

We kept on walking, she kept on talking,
'Till her father's cottage came into view.
Says she: 'Come in, sir, and meet my father,
And play to please him "The Foggy Dew." '

She sat me down beside the fire
I could see her father, he was six feet tall.
And soon her mother had the kettle singing
All I could think of was the Galway shawl.

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I played "The Blackbird" and "The Stack of Barley",
" Rodney's Glory" and "The Foggy Dew",
She sang each note like an Irish linnet.
Till tears rolled down in her eyes of blue.

'Twas early, early, all in the morning,
When I hit the road for old Donegal.
She said "Goodby, sir," she cried and kissed me,
And my heart remained with that Galway shawl.
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RED IS THE ROSE:
Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows
And fairer is the lily of the valley
Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne
But my love is fairer than any.

Come over the hills my bonnie Irish lad
Come over the hills to your darling
You choose the road love, and I'll make the vow
And I'll be your true love forever.

Twas down by killarny's green woods that we strayed
The moon and the stars they were shining
The moon shown it's rays on his soft and golden hair
And he swore he'd be my love forever

Its not for the parting of my sister Kate
Its not for the grief of my mother
It's all for the loss of my bonnie Irish Lad
That my heart is breaking forever.

COME TO MY BEDSIDE:
CHORUS Come to my bedside my darling,
Come over here and gently close the door
Lay your body soft and close beside me
and drop your petticoat upon the floor

I've waited for you, Oh, such a long time
I've planned a plan on every new day born
Words cannot express one thing I'm sure of
That its in my loving arms where you belong

Your breast has told my ear life's golden secrets
Your back has showed my fingers endless roads
Your lips have whispered wisdom that is timeless
About life and death and things I never known

Your eyes are bluer than the mountain waters
Your hair is flowing dark and flowing long
Your skin has more gold than a morning sunrise
and its softer than the breeze of a Summer's dawn.

BELLE OF BROUGHTON: (Eric Bogle)
When summer time is bloomin'
And the air's filled wi' perfumin'
I walk in time forgotten
Wi' my bonny Belle of Broughton

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And though now your hair is silver
And your beauty's gone forever
I hae no' forgotten
That you were the Belle of Broughton
End.......
that you're are, the Belle of Broughton

At harvest time or dancin'
The young bucks would come prancin'
In love they were besotten
By the Bonny Belle of Broughton

Oh, for you and I together
Would wander by the river
In the dress of silk and satin
You were the Belle of Broughton

SNOWEY BREASTED PEARL:
There's a colleen fair as May For a year and for a day
I have sought by every way Her heart to gain
There's no art of tongue or eye
Fond youths with maidens try
Yet I've tried with ceaseless sigh And tried in vain.

If to France or far off Spain She crossed the watery main
To see her face again The seas I'd brave
For if this is heaven's decree That mine she may not be
May the Son of Mary... Me in mercy save.

Oh, the blooming milk white dove To whomI've given true love
To not ever thus reprove my contstancy
Fairer maidens would be mine With wealth & land & kind
If my heart would but incline to turn from thee

But a kiss with welcome bland And touch of thy fair hand
Are all that I demand Wouldst thou not spurn
For if not mine dear girl Oh, snowy breasted pearl
May I never from the fair With life return.

If to France or far off Spain She crossed the watery main
To see her face again The seas I'd brave
For if not mine dear girl Oh, snowy breasted pearl
May I never from the fair With life return.

THESE ARE MY MOUNTAINS:
For fame & for fortune, I wandered the earth
And now I'm returning, to the land of my birth
I brought back my treasures, but only to find,
they're less than the pleasures, I first left behind

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For these are my mountains & this is my glen
The bra's(brae) of my childhood, will know me again
No land's ever claimed me, though far I did roam
For these are my mountains, & I'm going home

Kind faces will meet me & welcome me in
And how they will greet me, my ain kith & kin
This night by the fireside, folksongs will be sung
At last I'll be hearing, my ain mother tongue

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THE GALLANT FORTY TWA:
You may talk about your Lancers, or your Irish Fusiliers
The Aberdeen Militia - Or the Queen's own Volunteers
Or any other regiment that's lying far awah
Come give to me the tartan of the Gallant Forty Twa.

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And strolling through the green fields on a summers day,
Watching all the country girls working at the hay
I really was delighted and he stole my heart awah
When I saw him in the tartan of the Gallant Forty Twa.

Oh I never will forget the day his regiment marched past
The pipes they played a lively tune but my heart was aghast
He turned around and smiled farewell and then from far awah
He waved to me the tartan of the Gallant Forty Twa.

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Once again I heard the music of the pipers from afar
They tramped & tramped the weary men returning from the war
And as they nearer drew I brushed a woeful tear awah
To see my bonnie laddie of the Gallant Forty Twa.

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SWEET SIXTEEN:
When first I saw the love light in your eyes
I thought the world held nought but joy for me
and even tho we drifted far apart
I never dream but what I dream of thee

l Ioved you as I've never loved before
Since first I saw you on the village green,
Come to me in my dreams of love that are o'er
I love you as I Ioved you when you were sweet,
When you were sweet sixteen.

Last night I dreamt I held your hand in mine
And once again you were my happy bride
I kissed you as I did in Auld Lang Syne
As to the church we wandered side by side

l Ioved you as I've never loved before
Since first I saw you on the village green,
Come to me in my dreams of love that are o'er
I love you as I Ioved you when you were sweet,
When you were sweet sixteen.

SLIEVE NA MBAN:
Alone, all alone, by the wave-washed strand
All alone in the crowded hall
The hall it is gay, and the waves they are grand
But my heart is not here at all
It flies far away, by night and by day
To the times and the joys that are gone
But I never will forget the sweet heart I met
In the valley of Slieve na mban

It was not the grace of her queenly aire
Nor her cheek of the rose's glow
Nor her soft black eyes, not her flowing hair
Nor was it her lily white brow
Twas the soul of truth, and of melting ruth
And the smile like a summer dawn
That stole my heart away on a soft summer day
In the valley of Slieve na mban

In the festive hall, by the star-washed shore
Ever my restless spirit cries "My love, oh, my love,
shall I ne'er see you more And my land, will you never uprise?"
By night and by day, I ever, ever pray
While lonely my life flows on
To see our flag unfurled and my true love to enfold
In the valley of Slieve na mban

NANCY SPAIN:
Of all the the stars that ever shone,
not one does twinkle like your pale blue eyes.
Like golden corn at harvest time your hair
Sailing in my boat the wind gently blows and fills my sail.
Your sweet scented breath is everywhere.

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No matter where I wander I'm still haunted by your name.
The portrait of your beauty stays the same.
Standing by the ocean wondering where you've gone if you'll return again.
Where is the ring I gave to Nancy Spain

Daylight peeping through the curtains of the passing night time is your smile.
The sun in the sky is like your laugh.
Come back to me Nancy, linger for just a little while.
Since you left these shores I know no peace nor joy.

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On the day in Spring when the snow starts to melt and streams to flow,
With the birds I'll sing to you a song.
In a while I'll wander down by bluebell grove where wild flowers grow,
And I'll hope that lovely Nancy will return.

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THE OLD MAN:
The tears have all been shed now
We've said our last our goodbyes
His soul's been blessed, he's laid to rest
And It's now I feel alone
He was more than just a father A teacher, my best friend
And he'll still be heard in the tunes we shared
When we played them on our own
I never will forget him, for he made me what me what I am
Though he may be gone, memories linger on
And I miss him... the old man

As a boy he'd take me walkin by mountain, field and stream
And he'd show me things not known to kings
and secret between him and me
Like the colours of the pheasant as he rises in the dawn
And how to fish and make a wish Beside the holly tree
Oh I never will forget him, for he made me what me what I am
Though he may be gone, memories linger on
I miss him... my old man

I thought he'd live forever He seemed so big and strong
but the minutes fly and the years roll by For a father and a son
And suddenly when it happened There was so much left unsaid
No second chance to tell him thanks For everything he's done
Oh I never will forget him, for he made me what me what I am
Though he may be gone, memories linger on
I miss him... my old man

A LADY FAIR:
There was a lady in her fathers garden
a brisk young sailor came passing by
he stood a while and he gazed upon her
and he said young lady won't you marry I

I'm not a lady, but a poor wee girl
and a poor wee girl by a low degree
therefore young man you may try some other
for a servant girl I'm not fit to be

Oh, I have houses and great big living
and plenty money for to set you free
If you'll come home I'll make you my own
and you'll have servants to wait on thee

It's seven years since I had a sweetheart
and seven more since I didn't see
seven years I will wait upon him
for if he's alive he'll come home to me

Oh,It's seven years since you had a sweetheart
and seven more since you didn't see,
seven more you will wait upon him
perhaps this young man you might never see

Oh if he's sick I wish him better
or if he's dead I wish him rest
But if he's alive I will wait upon him
for he's the young man that I love best

He put his hand into his pockets
his lily white fingers being thin and small
and up between them he pulls a gold ring
and when she saw it - she down did fall.

He lift her up into his arms
and gave her kisses quite tenderly
sayin I'm your young and your single sailor
and now at last I've come home to thee

Oh,I am your true and single sailor
you thought was drowned all in the sea
but I've passed over all my toil and trouble
and I've come home love to wed with thee

Oh, come all you fair and tender maidens
don't slight your sailors wilst they're at sea
when they come home they'll make you there own
and they'll bring you o're to your wedding day.

THE ISLE OF INNISFREE:
I've met some folks who say that I'm a dreamer
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 or'e the land across the sea
Especially when it happens he's an exile
from that dear lovely Isle of Innisfree

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And when the moonlight peeps across the rooftops
Of this great city wondrous though it be
I scarcely feel its wonder or its Iaughter
I'm once again back home in Innisfree.

I wander o'er green hills through dreamy valleys
And find a peace no other land could know
I hear the birds make music fit for angels
And watch the rivers laugh as they flow.
But dreams don't last, though dreams are not forgotten,
And soon I'm back to stern reality
But though they pave the footpaths here with gold dust
I still would choose my isle of Innisfree.

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THE VOYAGE:
I am a sailor & you're my first mate
We signed on together, we coupled our fate.
We hauled up our anchor determined not to fail
For the hearts treasure together we set sail.

With no maps to guide us we steered our own course
Rode out the storms when the winds were gail force
Sat out the doldrums in patience and hope
But working together we learned how to cope.

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Life is an ocean, love is a boat
In troubled waters it keeps us afloat.
When we started the voyage there was just me and you
Now gathered round us we have our own crew.

Together we're in this re-lationship
We've built it with care to last the whole trip
Our true destination's not marked on any chart
We're navigating for the shores of the heart.

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