Dervish Filmography

• The Eurovision Song Contest (2007)

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• They Can't Stop The Spring (ireland) - Dervish
• Welcome Poor Paddy Home - Dervish
• The Queen And The Soldier - Dervish
• The Hills Of Greanmore - Dervish
• The Banks Of The Sweet Viledee - Dervish
• Molly And Johnny - Dervish
• I Courted A Wee Girl - Josefin's Waltz - Dervish
• Boots of Spanish Leather - Dervish
• An Spailpin Fanach - Dervish

The curtain has been raised
The wall no longer stands
And from Lisadell to Latvia
We're singing as one clan
The curtain has been raised
And Europe's all one stage
And the archipelagic icicles
Have melted like the cage
We don't need no party
Just a party band
A continental choir
Singing hand in hand
They might scare the blackbird
But they cannot stop him sing
They may steal the honey
But they'll never steal the sting
They may crush the flowers
Trample every living thing
But they can't stop the spring
They might scare the blackbird
But they cannot stop him sing
They may steal the honey
But they'll never steal the sting
They may crush the flowers
Trample every living thing
But they can't stop the spring
They might scare the blackbird
But they cannot stop him sing
They may steal the honey
But they'll never steal the sting
They may crush the flowers
Trample every living thing

I am a true born Irishman
I'll never deny what I am
I was born in sweet Tipperary town
Three thousand miles away
-Chorus-
Hurray me boys hurray
No more do I wish for to roam
For the sun it will shine in the harvest time
To welcome poor Paddy home
The girls thay are gay and frisky
They'd take you by the hand
Saying Jimmy mo chroi will you come with me
To welcome poor Paddy home
-Chorus-
In came the foreign nation
And scattered all over the land
The horse, the cow, the goat, sheep and sow
Came into the stranger's hands
-Chorus-
The Scotsman can boast of the thistle
And England can boast of the rose
But Paddy can boast of the Emerald Isle
Where the dear little shamrock grows.

The soldier came knocking upon the queen's door
He said, "I am not fighting for you any more"
The queen knew she'd seen his face someplace before
And slowly she let him inside.
He said, "I've watched your palace up here on the hill
And I've wondered who's the woman for whom we all kill
But I am leaving tomorrow and you can do what you will
Only first I am asking you why."
Down in the long narrow hall he was led
Into her rooms with her tapestries red
And she never once took the crown from her head
She asked him there to sit down.
He said, "I see you now, and you are so very young
But I've seen more battles lost than I have battles won
And I've got this intuition, says it's all for your fun
And now will you tell me why?"
The young queen, she fixed him with an arrogant eye
She said, "You won't understand, and you may as well
not try"
But her face was a child's, and he thought she would
But she closed herself up like a fan.
And she said, "I've swallowed a secret burning thread
It cuts me inside, and often I've bled"
He laid his hand then on top of her head
And he bowed her down to the ground.
"Tell me how hungry are you? How weak you must feel
As you are living here alone, and you are never
revealed
But I won't march again on your battlefield"
And he took her to the window to see.
And the sun, it was gold, though the sky, it was gray
And she wanted more than she ever could say
But she knew how it frightened her, and she turned away
And would not look at his face again.
And he said, "I want to live as an honest man
To get all I deserve and to give all I can
And to love a young woman who I don't understand
Your highness, your ways are very strange."
But the crown, it had fallen, and she thought she would
break
And she stood there, ashamed of the way her heart ached
She took him to the doorstep and she asked him to wait
She would only be a moment inside.
Out in the distance her order was heard
And the soldier was killed, still waiting for her word
And while the queen went on strangeling in the solitude
she preferred

On a fine summer's morning our horns, they did blow
To the green fields 'round Tassu where the huntsmen did
For to meet the bold sportsman from around Cady town
And none loved that sport better than the boys from
May-down
Oh and when we arrived, they were all standing there
So we took to the green fields in search of the hare
We did not go far when someone gave cheer
Over hills and high meadows the prey did appear
When she got to the heather, she tried them to shun
But our dogs never missed one inch where she'd run
They kept well-packed when going over the hill
For the hounds had set out this sweet hare for to kill
With our dogs all abreast and the big mountain hare
And the sweet charming music, it rang through the air
Straight for the black bank for to try them once more
But it was her last sight 'round the Hills of Greenmore
Oh and as we trailed on to where the hare, she did lie
She sprang to her feet for to bid them good-bye
Their music, it ceased, and a cry we could hear
Saying, "Bad luck to the ones brought ye May-down dogs
here
Last night as I lay quite content in the glen
It was little I thought of the dogs or the men
But when going home at the clear break of day
I could hear the loud horn young Toner did play
Now that I'm dying and me sport, it is done
No more through the green fields of Cady I'll run
Nor feed in the glen on a cold winter's night
Or go home to my den when it's breaking daylight
I blame old McMahon for bringing Coyle here
He's been at the same caper for many's the year
Every Saturday and Sunday, he'd never give o'er
With a pack of strange dogs 'round the Hills of

Well met, well met, my own true love
Well met, my love, by thee
I've just arrived from the salt, salt sea
And it's all for the love of thee
Now I could have married a great king's daughter
And have myself to blame
And it's tons of gold I have refused
And it's all for the love of you, my love
All for the love of you
Well, if you could have married a great king's daughter
You have yourself to blame
Well, I have married my house-carpenter
And I think he's a nice young man
Well, if you do leave you house-carpenter
And come along with me
I'll take you to where the grass grows green
On the banks of the Sweet Viledee, my love
Banks of the Sweet Viledee
If I was to leave my house-carpenter
And go along with thee
What have you there to support me with
And keep me from slavery?
Well, I have six ships now sailing out
And seven more on sea
Three hundred and ten all jolly sailsmen
All to wait on thee, my love
All for to wait on thee
She dressed her baby all neat and clean
And gave him kisses three
Saying, "Stay, stay here, my darling baby boy
With you father for company"
She dressed herself in a suit of red
And her maiden waist was green
And every town they passed by
They took her to be some queen, my love
Took her to be some queen
They were not two days out at sea
And I'm sure they were not three
When this fair maid began to weep
And she wept most bitterly
My curse, my curse, and all sailsmen
Who brought me out on sea
And deprived me of my house-carpenter
On the banks of the Sweet Viledee, my love
Banks of the Sweet Viledee
They were not three days out at sea
And I'm sure they were not four
When this fair maid disappeared from the deck
And she sank to rise no more, my love

Said Johnny to Molly, "I am now going to leave you
Do not be grieved at my going away
For the more we are parted, we'll always be true-hearted
And again I'll return in the sweet month of May"
Said Molly to Johnny, "Oh I will mourn for you
I will be grieved at your going away
For you know very well that your absence does grieve me
I'm afraid you might die in a strange country
I'll dress myself up like a neat little sea boy
Amidst awful dangers, I will stand your friend
To the winds that lie low, to high winds are a-blowing
My dear, I'll be with you to plow the rough main"
"Your delicate fingers our ropes could not handle
Your lily-white feet, love, our decks could not stand
The cold nights of winter you ne'er could endure them
So stay at home, darling, to the seas do not go"
Her two little arms, 'round his neck she entwined them
The clear crystal tears from her eyes down did flow
And her lily-white hands on the decks she kept ringing
Crying, "Oh my beloved will I ne'er see you more?"
So come, all ye fair maids that's inclined to marry
Never place your affection too much on one man
For first he will court you and then he'll deceive you

I courted a wee girl for many's the long day
And slighted all others who came in my way
And now she's rewarded me to the last day
For she's gone to be wed to another
The bride and bride's party to church they did go
The bride she rode foremost she put the best show
And I followed after with a heart full of woe
To see my love wed to another
The bride and bride's party in church they did stand
Gold rings on their fingers, a love by the hand
And the man that she's wed to has houses and land
He may have her since I couldn't gain her
The next time I say her she was seated down neat
I sat down beside her not a bite could I eat
For I thought my love's company far better than meat
Since love was the cause of my ruin
The last time I saw her she was all dressed in white
And the more I gazed on her she dazzled my sight
I lifted my hat and I bade her goodnight
Here's adieu to all false-hearted lovers
I courted that wee girl for many's the long day
And I slighted all others that came in my way
And now she's rewarded me to the last day
For she's gone to be wed to another
So dig me a grave and dig it down deep
And strew it all over with primrose so sweet
And lay me down in it for no more to weep
Since love was the cause of my ruin.
My version, from a woman's point of view
I courted a young man for many's the long day
And slighted all other who came in my way
And now he's rewarded me to the last day
For he's gone to be wed to another
The bride and bride's party to church they did go
The bride she rode foremost, she made a great show
And I followed after with a heart full of woe
To see me love wed to another
The bride and bridegroom in church they did stand
Cold rings on their fingers, a love by the hand
The girl he is married to is beauteous and grand
She may have him since I couldn't get her
The next time I saw him he was seated down neat
I sat down beside him, not a bite could I eat
For I found my love's company far better than meat
Since love's been the cause of my ruin
The last time I saw him he was splendid in grey
The more I gazed him the less I could say
So I dropped a wee curtsy and bid him good day
Here's adieu to all false-hearted lovers
I courted that young man for many's the long day
And slighted all others who came in my way
And now he's rewarded me to the last day
For he's gone to be wed to another
So dig me a grave and dig it down deep
And strew it all over with primrose so sweet
And lay me down easy for no more to weep

Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love,
I'm sailin' away in the morning.
Is there something I can send you from across the sea,
From the place that I'll be landing?
No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love,
There's nothin' I wish to be ownin'.
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled,
From across that lonesome ocean.
Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Made of silver or of golden,
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona.
Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean,
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss,
For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'.
That I might be gone a long time
And it's only that I'm askin',
Is there something I can send you to remember me by,
To make your time more easy passin'.
Oh, how can, how can you ask me again,
It only brings me sorrow.
The same thing I want from you today,
I would want again tomorrow.
I got a letter on a lonesome day,
It was from her ship a-sailin',
Saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again,
It depends on how I'm a-feelin'.
Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way,
I'm sure your mind is roamin'.
I'm sure your heart is not with me,
But with the country to where you're goin'.
So take heed, take heed of the western wind,
Take heed of the stormy weather.
And yes, there's something you can send back to me,

Is spailpin aerach treitheach mise agus bigi ag
solathar mna dhom
Mar scaipfinn an siol faoi dho san Earrach in eadan
taltai bana (x 2)
Mo lamha ar an gceachta i ndiaidh na gcapall 's go
reabfainnse cnoic le fana.
An chead la i nEirinn ar liostail mise, o bhi me sugach
sasta
'S an darna la dar liostail mise, o bhi me buartha
craite;
Ach an triu la dar liostail mise, thabharfainn cuig
cead punt ar fhagail,
Ach go dtugainn sin agus an oiread eile, ni raibh mo
phas le fail a'm.
Mo chuig cead slan leat, a dhuthaigh m'athar, is go deo
deo don eilean gramhar,
Is don scata fear og ata 'mo dhiaidh ag baile, nach
gclisfeadh orm in am a ghathair!
Ta Baile Atha Cliath doite, is togfar Gaillimh, beidh
lasair againn ar thinte chamha,
Beidh fion agus beoir ar bord ag m'athair -- sin
cabhair ag an Spailpin Fanach!
Agus b'fhaide liomsa lla bheinn i dteach gan charaid na
bliain mhor fhada is raithe,
Mar is buachaillin aerach me, sugach meanmach a
bhreagfadh bruinneal mhanla.
Agus dha bhean deag a bhi ag ead 's ag iomai liom, a
suil le tairfe mo laidhe --
S'e paidir na cailli nuair a theinn thar a tairseach,