1. |
The Birds in the Spring
02:33
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One early May morning I chanced for to roam
And I strayed by the fields at the side of the grove
And it's there I did hear the harmless birds sing
And you never heard so sweet you never heard so sweet
You never heard so sweet as the birds in the spring
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
By the side of the grove I then sat myself down
And the sound of the nightingales echoed all around
And their songs were so charming their notes were so clear
No music no songster no music no songster
No music no songster with them can compare
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
All you who have come here the small birds to hear
You must pay attention so I pray all draw near
And it's when you're growing old you will have this to say
That you never heard so sweet you never heard so sweet
You never heard so sweet as the birds on the spray
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
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2. |
The Road to Clady
02:48
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I am a country servant serving in Killane
In a place they call New Hamilton a grand old fashioned town
'Twas early in the morning at the break of day
I started along the Clady the auld grey mare and me
At the corner of the street a bus I chanced to pass
At the corner of the bus I spied a handsome charming lass
Says I my bonny fair maid come along with me
We're going along the Clady the auld grey mare and me
CHORUS
Cheeks as red as roses eyes of bonny blue
Dancing glancing she tore my heart in two
She fairly won my fancy she stole away my heart
A-rocking along the Clady on the sour milk cart
I asked her up into the cart and at the top we sat
I put my arms around her waist we started in a chat
The birds were in the bushes and softly they did sing
The blackbirds and the thrushes now they make the valleys ring
CHORUS
Well you've heard of lords and ladies making love in shady bowers
And how they love to woo among the roses and the flowers
I'll ne'er forget that morning when Cupid shot his dart
A-rocking along the Clady on the sour milk cart
CHORUS
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3. |
The Journeyman Tailor
03:50
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As I went out walking one morning in May
A journeyman tailor by chance came that way
He being brisk and airy and she saw him pass by
She called to that young man and she bid him draw nigh
Where were you born and where were you bred
And what is your name sir please tell me your trade
I was born nigh in Derry fair lady said he
And James was the name that my godfather gave me
James in this country I would have you to tarry
And some pretty fair maid I would have you to marry
Perhaps that your rambling might increase your store
For James in this country you will ramble no more
James I would have you for to marry me
And you would have attendants for to wait upon thee
And you would have a footboy for to walk by your side
And the day you get married love it's I'll be your bride
My rambling fair lady I don't value one pin
I'm always endeavoring a living to win
But wedding with one that's not fit for to be
So therefore fair lady we will never agree
Her father was listening how he plead his cause
He stepped up to him gave him great applause
And suchen a wedding it never was seen
As the journeyman tailor and his beautiful queen
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4. |
Grania's Song
02:10
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CHORUS
On the wings of an eagle on the song of the dove
May the blackbird bless my journey from the rigging above
May my white sails billow boldly may my ship plow on so brave
On the journey I have chosen o'er the raging waves
Yes I've been a sailor I've been a sailor's wife
And I've been an auld king's daughter in my western seaward life
I will sail in no man's shadow whether he be friend or foe
I have staked my claim to the rolling main the only home I know
CHORUS
Queens will kneel before me and soldiers march behind
I will fight for Ireland's glory to make sure my clan survives
I will sail in no man's shadow lest my true love calls my name
I will fold him fondly in my wings 'til Connaught sails again
CHORUS
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5. |
Seothín Seo
03:41
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O cé hé seo atá 'na luí go sámh ag doras bog mo chroí
Anuar aniar tig scar na hoíche go luafar is go ciúin ó
CHORUS
Seothín seo lullay lo
Is é mo mhíle mhíle ghrá mo chuid den tsaol mo leanbh lách
Nach aoibhinn é ar m'anam dáis mo stóirín is mo rún ó
CHORUS
Oh who is this a-lying here so gently at the door of my heart
To and fro like clouds of night I'll softly rock your cradle
CHORUS
The yellow moon rides in the sky dreaming falling over the earth
Oh hush allanna hush be still the world is silent and sleeping
CHORUS
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6. |
Last Night Being Windy
03:46
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Last night being windy I slept unsound
I dreamed my true love could not be found
I searched the green fields and the mountains high
For the lad that I love is a sailor boy
Johnny Johnny I love you well
I love you better than my lips can tell
I love you better than my parents too
I'd forsake them all and I'd go with you
CHORUS
And still she cries I love him the best
And a troubled mind sure can know no rest
And still she cries bonny boys are few
And if my love leaves me what will I do
I wish I wish I wish I wish in vain
I wish I were a maid again
But I know I know I know that cannot be
'Til apples grow on an orange tree
CHORUS
Last night being windy I slept unsound
I dreamed my true love could not be found
I searched the green fields and the mountains high
For the lad that I love is a sailor boy
CHORUS
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7. |
Innisfree
01:33
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I will arise and go now and go to Innisfree
And a cabin I will build there of clay and wattles made
Nine bean rows will I have there a hive for the honeybee
And live alone in the bee-loud glade
And peace will I find there for peace comes dropping slow
Down through the veil of the morning to where the cricket sings
There midnight's all a glimmer and noon a purple glow
And evening full of the linnet's wings
I will arise and go now for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping in low sounds by the shore
When standing by the roadside or on the pavements grey
I hear it in the deep hearts core
I will arise and go now and go to Innisfree
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8. |
Thomas Watson
06:20
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My dearest sister Sarah I write to let you know
I'm still alive but you must not write anymore to San Francisco
It's a fine place for a lady but a man he cannot stay
I'm gone and won't return again until St. Patrick's Day
I rode ninety-six miles yesterday and today still more again
My fondest horse I call Shamrock I bought from an Indian band
My heart leaped to read your letter I regret we've had to part
For you are the only woman who has ever pierced my heart
Don't send no standing collars you ladies sew in Troy
For standing collars won't become a Montana cowboy
What suits him is a pair of spurs and a whip and saddle bold
A sip and woolen blanket to keep him from the cold
I'm sorry you are lonesome sure I'm lonesome too tonight
Sometimes I wish I'd never left but I think I'll be alright
For God may send his angels of comfort and content
I'm entirely among strangers but I hope to meet a friend
I run through desperate chances I could be killed at anytime
Amongst Indians and wild horses and the ruffians in the mines
But I'm not afraid of dying oh no not anymore
A man does not fear dying when he's nothing to live for
Once I went to bed a rich man then I woke to work my land
Cultivating my potatoes as the frostbite numbed my hands
Then at ten o'clock the sun came out they melted as if cursed
I swore before my eyes I'd be a poor man now and worse
My dearest sister Sarah I'll now put down my pen
Send my regards to loved ones and to all inquiring friends
A young man he's a fool to stay in Troy or in the east
Your love and kindness o'er the miles is all that brings me peace
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9. |
An Mhaighdean Mhara
05:04
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Is cosúil gur mheath tú nó gur thréig tú an greann
Tá an sneachta go freasach fá bhéal na mbeann'
Do chúl buí daite is do bhéilín sámh
Siúd chugaibh Mary Chinidh 's í 'ndiaidh an Éirne 'shnámh
A mháithrín mhilis duirt Máire Bhán
Fá bhruach an chladaigh 's fá bhéal na trá
Maighdean mhara mo mhaithrín ard
Siúd chugaibh Mary Chinidh 's í 'ndiaidh an Éirne 'shnámh
Tá mise tuirseach agus beidh go lá
Mo Mháire bhroinngheal 's mo Phádraig bán
Ar bharr na dtonna 's fá bhéal na trá
Siúd chugaibh Mary Chinidh 's í 'ndiaidh an Éirne 'shnámh
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10. |
The Stonecutter Boy
01:45
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It's of a bold stonecutter boy returning from his work
A pretty young girl appeared in his sight
Says he my dearest dear if you'll rest a moment here
I'll tell you what I dreamed about last night
It was under and oak that they sat themselves down
And this young girl she gave a little scream
And what they done I'll miss I'll leave you all to guess
But it seems she got the content of his dream
Well this young girl she then arose and she smoothed down her clothes
So nimbly there she stood upon the plain
Says she my dearest sweet the next time that we meet
I hope you'll tell me that dream over again
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11. |
Waulking Song
02:28
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White the sheep that gave the wool green the grass on which they fed
Blue the sky above the pool where at noon they made their bed
CHORUS
Daidle dah dum dah daidle dah dum
Da daidle dah dum dah deedle dah day
Da deedle dah daydle dah deedle dah dum
Da deedle dah daidle deedle dah dum
Sing the garden of the sea from whose flowers we won the dye
Sing of seafoam wild and free from our misty Isle of Skye
CHORUS
Light the hearts that love the sea warm the face that seeks the sun
Warm and happy here are we singing til our work is done
CHORUS
Now is waulked the web we've spun winter storms may rave in vain
Bless the work by which we've won shelter from the wind and rain
CHORUS
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12. |
When I Was Young
00:20
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When I was young I had no sense
I bought a fiddle for eighteen pence
The only tune that I could play
was 'Over the Hills and Very Far Away'
So early in the morning so early in the morning
So early in the morning before the break of day
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Beth Gadbaw Lyons, Colorado
Described by Irish Music Magazine as "exceptional" and by Colorado Public Radio as "stunning", Beth Gadbaw is a Celtic traditional folksinger and bodhran player based in Lyons, Colorado. Along with her solo work, Gadbaw performs with high-energy traditional band Take Down the Door and ethereal Celtic harp and vocal duo Gadbaw & Krimmel. ... more
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