there's more to me than you could ever know
there's more to you than my eyes can see
you live and learn, you watch your children grow
you pass your judgment on what you see to be life's mystery
this is me being me, that's just the way i am
this is me being me........
i can solve your problems with the tip of a glass
i know what's good for you but not for me
i see solutions you could never see
when i'm in here looking out the whole world to me is a mystery
this is me.......
the power of greed and anger always frightens me
makes me want to curl up in my shell
i've learned to come to terms with my own frailty
i'm afraid i can't hide it very well - oh can you tell?
this is me being me......
I've been around the world
I've traveled many seas
I've seen a lot of pretty girls
But there is only one girl for me
Only one girl for... Only one girl for...
Only one girl for me
Only one girl for... Only one girl for...
Only one girl for me
The man that I would be
The man that you would hear
I only wish that you could see
The power I have when she is near
Only one girl for... Only one girl for...
Only one girl for me
Only one girl for... Only one girl for...
Only one girl for me
You can call it infatuation
You can call it an act of faith
You can say that I'm only having you on
But there is one thing that I have to say
(There is only one girl)
(Only one girl for... Only one girl for... Only one girl for me)
To win just once would be enough
For those who€™ve lost in life and love
For those who€™ve lost their guile and nerve
Their innocence, their drive and verve
For those who feel they€™ve been mis-treated
Discriminated, robbed or cheated
To claim one victory inspired
To win just once is their desire
To win just once against the odds
And once be smiled on by the Gods
To race with speed along the track
Break the tape and not look back
To never have considered losing
As if to win is by your choosing
Bare you soul for all to find
An honest heart and an open mind
To Win just once
That would be enough
So come all ye full-time small -town heroes
Cast away your in-bread fears of
Standing out from all the rest
The cynics and the pessimists
The self-indulgent almost rich
The blatant hurlers on the ditch
Time is passing so come on
And face the ball, the game is on
Copyright: L.Moran,/Davy Carton
Light brown hair
Down around her shoulders
Yellow vest
Summer dress
And a smile
Someone said they thought
that she looked older
But she's seventeen
And I wish that
She was mine
You want to see the way
She looked at me
Y.V.O.N.N.E.
Strangers come and go
Through Salthill summers
Each year see's new faces
In the sunshine
But mercy girl Yvonne
She was my favourite
She's seventeen
And I wish that
She was mine
You want to see the way
She looked at me
Copyright: Moran/Doherty/Carton/Donnelly
Tommy Kavanagh lived next door to Sun Street Studio. Witty , fearless and full of life , he was a talented Gardner and story teller as well as being Tuam€™s first ever D.J.
Lets call out his name
Tommy k tommy k
Tommy k the d.j.
Tommy k tommy k
It€™s not today nor yesterday
The times were different then
The dancing was in dance halls
And it had to stop for lent
But one man kept it going
With his home €"made twin-decks
Sound €" the bishop didn€™t like the
Crack so the d.j. left the town
Give us the locomotion
Gimme dancing shoes
Give us the mashed potato
Give us the boogalloo
And give us the words between the
Songs to keep us on the floor
When tommy€™s playing the records
We€™ll be all night wanting more
He€™s brave and courageous
Upright and strong
He gives us inspiration
Helps us all to get along
He€™ll be climbing up the hit parade
Forever and a day
This songs in his memory
Immortal tommy k
I got sunglasses
And I got the shorts
I got factor 50
And a t-shirt of course
I€™ve been shopping in penney€™s
I€™ve walked out to dunne€™s
I€™m all set for the summer
All set for the sun
Oh god will it ever stop raining?
Oh god, will it ever stop raining?
Booked into a hostel
In the town of kilkee
We looked out the window
At the mist on the sea
We hit ballybunion
A nice howd€™you do
Chocolate and bingo
And a dose of the flu
Oh god.......
Kiss me I€˜m Irish
We got barred from the pub
She stole all my money
I thought it was love
And then the wind blew my ice-cream
onto the sand
I backed an oul€™ greyhound
He stopped in front of the stand
Oh god........
Copyright D.Carton/L.Moran/P. Doherty/P.Stevens/D.Murray
Why do I always want you
Why do I always want you
Doesn€™t seem to matter where i am
On my bike or in a traffic jam
A fit of rage couldn€™t stop the flow
My obsession just grows and grows and grows
A narrow mind could be my down fall
Couldn€™t care less I hate being careful
My private life is in an awful mess
My heart is sending out signals of distress
I saw your picture in a local paper
Cut it out i€™m gonna keep it forever
I€™ll pay you homage girl
It€™s long over due
I€™d build a shrine with my bare hands for you
I've got loads and loads of patience
And I'm just as proud as you
If it goes until I'm dead and gone
I won't come running on after you
But if you enjoy remembering
When you were my best friend
I'd really love to wake up sleeping
In your arms again
There was kids outside the window
On their first day back at school
The morning after our first night
Me and you alone
On the second of September
I knew I'd found a friend
I'd really love to wake up sleeping
In your arms again
I've never been this lonely
And there's nowhere I can turn
But there must be strength in lonliness
And lessons to be learnt
You broke my heart in smithereens
I swear it will not mend
I'd really love to wake up sleeping
In your arms again
Copyright: L.Moran/D.Carton
This used to be a sugar town
The beet was drawn from all around
They came and put their money down
This used to be a sugar town
This used to be a thriving place
Full time work, semi-state
Trucks and tractors coming late
Wagons at the railway gates
But the kids have dreams
Brand new dreams
They€™re in control of a bright
New future
The kids have dreams
Oh the kids have dreams
This used to help to keep me sane
Walking down there in the rain
In the darkness of a beet campaign
This used to help keep me sane
This used to put my mind at ease
Sweet Molasses
In the breeze
But the kids have dreams......
Sugar town , hanging around
I see them in the morning going
Out to school
Laughing and joking , playing the Fool
They€™ve never known what it€™s like
To be down
Living in a sugar town
But the kids have dreams.......
Copyright 1998 D.Carton/L.Moran/P.Stevens
all of the fighting is over
all of the battles are won
all of the words have been spoken
and you are still the only one
all of the heavens have opened
all of the rivers are run
all of the dams have been broken
you are still the only one
the only one, the only one
you are still the only one
and all of the time we have taken
all of the joy and the fun
all of the years, the tears and the fears
and you are still the only one
although the winter storm still rages
there's a new dawn just begun
full of hope and new couragous
and you are still the only one
the only one, the only one
you are still the only one
the only one, the only one
you are still the only one
sometimes at night i can sense a presence
feel a danger
i'm a child inside, still afraid of the dark
there's someone beside me, i think it must be my guardian angel
i'm a child inside, still afraid of the dark
and it's a long 'oul night when you can't get to sleep
somewhere in the darkness, black dogs bark
and insects crawl and creep
she'd come in from the shed when the lights went off
and the door left ajar
i'm a child inside, still afraid of the dark
she'd fly around the room on a broom
to the pulse of my frightened heart
oh i'm a child inside, still afraid of the dark
and it's a long 'oul night when you can't get to sleep
somewhere in the darkness black dogs bark
and insects crawl and creep
i often hear a whisper in the trees
like someone's in there looking out
and watching me
sometimes at night i can sense a presence
feel a danger
i'm a child inside, still afraid of the dark
but there's someone beside me, i think it must be my guardian angel
i'm a child inside, still afraid of the dark
and it's a long 'oul night when you can't get to sleep
yes it's a long 'oul night when you can't get to sleep
oh it's a long 'oul night when you can't get to sleep
yes it's a long 'oul night when you can't get to sleep
SING A POWERFUL SONG
When the troubles of the whole wide world
Come knockin€™ on your door
And there€™s problems of a different kind
That you€™ve never had before
When you€™ve played against a gale force wind
And it changes at half time
And you find your strength deserting you
And an emptiness inside
When there€™s people that will harm you
Though you€™ve done to them no wrong
It time to sing, it€™s time to sing, to sing a powerful song
When they want to ruin our province
Just to turn it into gold
When they think our greatest asset
Can be mined, dug up, and sold
When the factories are all closin€™
Like they are in our home town
And your friends are lookin€™ out for work
That€™s nowhere to be found
When the sprits they need a risin€™
To be happy, proud, and strong
It time to sing, it€™s time to sing, to sing a powerful song
When the sprits they need a risin€™
To be happy, proud, and strong
It time to sing, it€™s time to sing, to sing a powerful song
Everyday she€™s on the boat
When it pulls out from the quay
Far from small town eyes she floats
Across the Irish Sea
She€™s the girl you know from down the road
She€™s your one from out the other side
There€™s a rumor she€™s in trouble
She€™s all mixed up inside
Everyday
She€™s wondering what they€™re thinking
Do they know what€™s going on?
She feels examined by their eyes
Is she right or is she wrong?
She€™s got a number in her pocket
And one change of clothes
Her innocence is fading
Like last years winter snow€™s
Everyday
Light a candle in the window
So she can see it from the road
With all the loving in your heart
Welcome her back home
Everyday
Copyright L.Moran/D.Carton
same oul faces
same oul streets
same oul people is all you meet
too long waiting
standing round
I'm sick and tired of this
same oul town
same oul drizzle
same oul rain
same oul walking
back home again
same oul heartache
lost and found
same old story
same oul town
oh I go out for a walk
to see if there's news
the rain on the path
leaking into me shoes
an i do talk to meself
cos i'm my only best friend
it's sunday night
nearly monday morning again
Same oul monday
closed all day
the farmers and their wisps of hay
same oul hanging around the square
same oul spoofers
same oul stares
you're welcome back
yeah bang the door
this christmas-time and the time before
dont like asking, you know
you're fairly wide
you'd never give us
the price of a pint
and I go out for a walk.....
you know you'd often wonder
as the years go past
why you ever bothered
going to mass
was it the fear of god
or to find a wife
or just buying shares
in the afterlife
the bell still tolls
i heard it there
for the final journey
up to the square
shop doors close
and the blinds come down
same oul story
same oul town
and i do howl at the moon
i go barking at dogs
take off all me clothes
and lie out in the bog
an i do talk to meself
i'm my only best friend
it's sunday night
nearly monday morning again
it's just the same oul story
same oul town
same oul faces......
Factory house outside the town
Pretty name I can€™t remember
Christmas party seventy seven
Heart beat like an earthly tremor
(forever and ever)
First love stays with you forever
(forever and ever)
First love stays with you forever
(and ever and ever)
Heart beat like an earthly tremor
(forever and ever)
First love stays with you forever
Ever
The way to school I€™d try to meet you
Your father used to drop you off
You€™d step out of a red cortina
You looked so pretty on those winter mornings
(forever)
First love stays with you forever
(forever and ever)
First love stays with you forever
(and ever and ever)
You looked so pretty on those winter mornings
(forever and ever)
First love stays with you forever
Ever
Close your eyes for just one moment
(sha la la la la la)
Disco at the start of summer
(sha la la la la la)
Sun still shining through the window
(sha la la la la la)
You were just about to blossom
(forever and ever)
First love stays with you forever
(forever and ever)
First love stays with you forever
(and ever and ever)
You were just about to blossom
(forever and ever)
First love stays with you forever
Ever
Forever and ever ohhhh ohhhh
Forever and ever and ever
ya know that i'll be waitin
at the square just hanging round
for two hours every saturday
the nuns let her out town
and i buy us cups of coffee
and she tells me all the news
she's got a part in this years opera
and who's just shifted who
(what is she?)
she's a fourth year dead freak
presentation boarder
was she at the match on sunday
when we bet the lads from sligo
we could've won by more i know
i wish i did'nt miss that peno
she says that she can stay with friends
saint patrick's weekend break
so i brush me teeth now every night
and i'm saving all my makes
she's the last of her species
be no boarders anymore
the nuns say it is far too dear
to keep the girls away from home
ah! but who's gonna tease the boys now
standing at the window in the light
and who's gonna pack out novena
every monday night
Copyright: L.Moran/D.Carton
does'nt matter what you say or do
i'll understand you anyway
'cos i've known you so long
if you leave me in the morning light
i won't be sad but i won't feel right
the choice is up to you
well i want you to do what you think is best
please don't turn out like the rest
time is movin' and we must be goin'
back to our home
to where we first met
seems like a long time ago
we were young and playin' on the road
we never thought life would change this way
Copyright: J.Burke
Well I didn€™t see much future
When I left the Christian brothers school
So i waved it goodbye with a wistful smile
And I left the girls of Tuam
Sometimes when I€™m reminiscing
I see the prefabs and my old friends
And I know that they€™ll be changed or gone
By the time I get home again.
And I wish I was on the n17
Stone walls and the grass is greener
Travelling with just my thoughts and dreams
Well the ould fella left me to shannon
Was the last time I traveled that road
And ass we turned left at claregalway
I could feel a lump in my throat
As I pictured the thousands of times
That I traveled that well worn track
And I know that things will be different
If I ever decide to go back
Now as I tumble down highways
Or on filthy overcrowded trains
There€™s no one to talk to in transit
So I sit there and daydream in vain
Behind all those muddled up problems
Of living on a foreign soil
I can still see the twists and the turns on the road
From the square to the town of the tribes
I've tried going to discos
Throwin' shapes on the floor
Nuthin' ever happens
I don't go any more
Girls never know
What I'm talkin' about
So I think I'll just take
The easy way out
I'll just sit in my room
With all the lights off
My mother and father
Think I'm gone daft
I stay home with
The music I love
I stay home with you
The day of the vinyl
Long player is gone
It's all cassettes and cd's
from now on
In this world of my own
I can travel afar
I don't need
A bus, plane a bike
Or a car
I'll just sit in my room
With all the lights off
My mother and father
Think I'm gone daft
I stay home with
The music I love
I stay home with you
Stay at the heartbreak hotel
Take a ticket to ride
Up on route 66
Or down highway nine
Copyright: Moran/Carton/Doherty/Donnelly
So far from home
My cry of pain
Won't ease my longing heart
I miss you mam
I miss you dad
I'm falling apart
Now when I look out my window
Through a winter's evening rain
I see the same sky
You see at home
Somehow it's not the same
I'm longing to get home
How I miss all you loving smiles
Oh how the winter bites
When you're so far away
for so long
For far too long
Is my girl still there
Does she visit you
Is she still as pretty as ever
Does she ask for me..
'Cos I long for her
I need her more than ever
Tell her it won't be long
Until I'm home to stay
I won't ever go again
By her side I'll always stay
I'm longing to get...
Copyright: D.Carton
You might see me in the paper
Or hear me on the radio
And you€™ll probably imagine
That I€™ve forgotten you
Long long ago
Well I couldn€™t if i tried
Though you might think i tell a lie
I€™ll hold you in my memory
From now
Until the day I die
Bomber jackets and young girls smile
Valentines and county trials
Meeting at the mercy gates
All afternoon I couldn€™t wait
My thoughts
Were just of kissing you
Now I might be mistaken
But I think we met somewhere before
Was I drunk and stoned and dancing
On some salt hill disco€™s slippy floor
With you nose on someone€™s shoulder
Slow dancing tightly intertwined
I wish we swapped our partners
And continued dancing
Till he end of time
Bomber jackets and young girls smile
Valentines and county trials
Meeting at the mercy gates
All afternoon I couldn€™t wait
Duffel coats and desert boots
The teacher spoke of Brian Boru
My thoughts were just of kissing you
My thoughts were just of kissing you
Copyright: L.Moran/D.Carton/P.Doherty
I was smokin' joints, poppin' pills
And now I'm feelin' ill
OH me heart is livin' in
The sixties still
I took off me clothes in the Odeon
Just to watch the Woodstock film
OH me heart is livin' in
The sixties still
J.F.K. was gettin' shot down
When Joe Kelly married Phil
OH me heart is livin' in
The sixties still
Bob Dylan says timed are changin'
But I know they never will
OH me heart is livin' in
The sixties still
When Johneen Donnellan held the Sam Maguire
I was standin' on the hill
OH me heart is livin' in
The sixties still
When the Beatles says "She loves you"
It's your biggest teenage thrill
OH me heart is livin' in
The sixties still
Copyright: Moran/Doherty/Carton/Burke
everybody says that i'm getting older
i can't stop aging, it's on my shoulders
to get sober every time i see the state i'm in
so what's so strange, i'm only human
oh god help us, we're only human (x2)
on this summer's night i'm glad to be alive
everybody says it's time to live my life
it's a state of mind but it feels just right
i get reborn as the night moves on
oh god help us, we're only human (x2)
you waste your time working 9 to 5
you play along, you can't decide
you know what's wrong, you feel what's right
you toss and turn, you can't sleep at night
satellite up high, flying through the sky
i spy i spy with my little eye
wave the truth goodbye believe your lies are they watching me, ccctv
oh god help us......
my DNA is not for sale.......
£25 would do me fine
i'd buy us dinner and a bottle of wine
if the way to your heart was along those lines
£25 would do me fine
i bet £25 on the 2.15
a 10 to 1 shot called celtic queen
you're a celtic woman and you're seventeen
i lost £25 in the 2.15
you can keep all the money in the whole wide world
all i want is a pretty girl
if me and her don't have the crack
i want my £25 back
Copyright: J.Burke/L.Moran
A pen and paper beckon
I still have your address
Its written in my diary
Top of the list,
The day that you were leavin'
I promised that I'd write
but it wont be tonight
Just how to keep a secret
I don't know very well
Rules are made for breaking
Secrets to tell
I'll try to never lose it
Someday I probably might
but it wont be tonight
Tonight my heads in trouble
And it really don't feel right
The promise I will keep it
But not tonight.
I met her down in Taylor's
at a session in the back
You know how it happens,
I followed old tracks
And if I could put my
thoughts on paper
it would'nt feel just right
And it won't be tonight.
I wrote her name and address on the back of a cigarette pack
I didn't know then that I'd never be goin' back
the ferry was leaving when we pulled up to the quay
When we reached Hollyhead I was as sick as I could be
I didn't choose this way they made me go
I was a week on the job and I wanted to go back home
What I wouldn't do for a glimpse of the Christmas tree
hear all your voices callin' me
if I go back home again I'll just be hanging 'round
Maybe next year if my ship doesn't run aground
I should've listened to my brother Moran when he said
I was a fool, but it's too late now and I didn't make the rules
Oh, God, please have mercy on me
I'm all alone in another man's city
I'm not askin' for much just wanta go back home
see Mam and Dad and the boys, oh, God!
I should've listened to my brother Moran when he said
I was a fool, but it's too late now and I didn't make the rules
Oh, God, please have mercy on me
I'm all alone in another man's city
I'm not askin' for much just wanta go back home
See Mam and Dad and the boys, oh, God!
Just see Mam and Dad and the boys, oh, God!
I want you more
Than the stars in the sky
Or a mountain bike
Or a bit more
Than al lift
When i€™m ages thumin€™
I want yo so much more
Than any other woman
More, more, more
I want you more,
I want you so much more.......
And I want you more
Than an ice cream cone
More than a hungry dog
Wants a bone
Duty free fags
Or a carton of wine
More than a pint after closing time
More than a ticket for the hogan stand
More than I want to shake the presidents hand
I want you so much
More, more, more,
I want you more
I want you so much more
Copyright: l.moran/d.carton/p.doherty/j.donnelly
i don't know if the seas will rise way above the shores
wash away the evidence of all that went before
and i don't know if our ancestors dwell somewhere up above
i don't know so many things but i know i've got your love
and i don't know what the future holds or what we leave behind
if in seven generations time history will be kind
i don't know if the things we learned will ever be enough
i don't know so many things but i know i've got your love
i don't know what made me smile across the room that night
two strangers finding tender love in the early morning light
i don't know if what we started was blessed by God above
i don't know so many things but i know i've got your love
the ways of teenage angels can live forever more
i never knew a love like yours could shake me to core
i don't know where we came from or where we'll all end up
i don't know so many things but i know i've got your love
i know i've got your love (x3)
You don't say how you love him
but it shows in every word,
When he played his favorite music
was the best you'd ever heard,
you tell me that he couldn't watch,
The violence cut by men
when all is quiet throughout the land,
I hope you'll meet again.
I hope you'll meet again.
I hope you'll meet again.
His feelings were as deep for you
and maybe even more,
Though he probably didn't show it
you knew his heart was sure,
And though he left without a single word
it was better in the end,
There are no words to say goodbye
I hope you'll meet again.
I hope you'll meet again.
I hope you'll meet again.
I never even met him
but I knew we'd be a pair
we'd have sat down in any pub in town
and had a good time there
but there's something there between us
stands in both our way's
when all these things are sorted out
I hope you'll meet someday
I hope you'll meet someday.
I hope you'll meet someday.
(Musical Break)
You tell me of his interests
how he loved the sound of trains,
Whenever you hear that whistle
it's calling out his name,
All the lonely years you suffered
remembering back when,
The days seemed so much longer
I hope you'll meet again.
I hope you'll meet again.
I hope you'll meet again.
I hope you'll meet again.
I hope you'll meet again.
There are no lyrics to High Nellie, it is an instrumental song. : )
I know that things
Can never be the same
That€™s all right, that€™s all right with me
I€™ve seen the truth, I€™ve felt the Pain
I€™m heading for the sunshine once Again
Been through some
Strange time
Dark times
I thought they€™d never end
Been through some
Strange time
Sad oul€™ times
I€™m heading for the sunshine again
You€™ve seen me up
You€™ve seen me down
You know how far we can go up
You know sometimes
Life€™s not fair
There€™s a turn on every road
Been through some strange times......
I€™m mad for the sunshine
I€™m heading for the sunshine
Again
Copyright D.Carton/L.Moran.
I asked him to bail it tomorra
Sonny'll come over tomorra
Sonny got a brand new Welger
He got rid a that ould new Holland
Hay!
Bale them bale them
hay! hay!
I'd kill for a pinta porter
Jayz, I'd kill for a pinta porter
There's wild bad drink in Tuam hi
Get that wasp off my sandwich
hay!
Will Galway bate Mayo
Do you think will Galway bate Mayo
Not if they have Willie Joe
They haven't a hope of batin' Mayo
hay!
Daddy can i go up on top
Daddy can i go up on top
Can I go up on toppa the trailer
I swear to god I'll be careful
hay!
Will Galway bate Mayo
Not if they have Willie Joe
I'd kill for a pinta porter
Get that wasp off my sandwich
hay!
Copyright: moran/carton/doherty/donnelly/burke
you take your chances, you play the game
walk like a man and you talk the same
i met a girl, she mentioned your name
keep on smiling, she's still your friend
i'm happy that you come down here to see me
you always make me smile
happy that you come down here to see me
you know i like your style
do you believe in everything you hear
when they're talking about me
nobody is to blame, i'd do the same again
at the time i was so afraid
i'm happy........
the green green grass is dancing with the breeze
the green green grass is dancing with the breeze
and it makes me feel so good
it makes me feel so good
i can hear you call my name
and i know things will never be the same
i'm happy.......
Oh I watched the news at six o€™clock
It made me want to cry
The oceans are polluted, we€™ve damaged all the sky
And there€™s wars and wars and rumors
and a hungry baby cries
still we have to suffer
politicians lies
just gimme me the good news
you can keep the bad
just gimme the good news
the happy not the sad
you€™re money , it never goes
far enough these days
the rich just getting richer
the poor man always pays
the postman brings bad news
the bills come through the door
in those greedy little envelops
always wanting more
gimme the good news......
you take the sixties, seventies, eighties, nineties
and you roll them into one
gimme the two sides of the story
the mirror and the sun
put away the misery,
put away the gun
its been a hard Oul€™ century
there's a better one to come
this is the good news......
When a man walks out of his house one day
Looks up to a big blue sky
Thinks about his past
And looks to the future
And then the answer sparkles in his eye
Oh yes, we're freedom fighters with mandolins
We're not here for to blow you away
We've got songs in our hearts
And guitars in our hands
And we're lookin' for peace some fine day
And if you're goin' up north or way down south
Or west to Galway bay
Keep an open heart
With lots of love
And then you'll find people on your way
They'll be freedom fighters with mandolins
They won't be here for to blow you away
They'll have songs in their hearts
And guitars in their hands
And they're lookin' for peace some fine day
Well he found the answer it was short and sweet
Simple for anyone to see
That if your soul is free
And your heart is in the right place
Then you know you're headin' down the right street
Oh yes, we're freedom fighters with mandolins
We're not here for to blow you away
We've got songs in our hearts
And guitars in our hands
And we're lookin' for peace some fine day
Oh, yes we're lookin' for peace some fine day
Oh, yes we're lookin' for peace some fine day
When I signed on
I was sixteen
Had to lie about my age
Had me hair cut short already
At the time 'twas all the rage
I heard so many stories
About the crack in Mullingar
And the glen ablow in Wicklow
Keepin watch under the stars
I was bored, broke, oblivious
So I joined the F.C.A.
I got fitted for the uniform
One sunny summers night
The trousers never fitted
And the beret was'nt right
But the boots were strong and powerful
I still have them to this day
Though the shine is long deserted
They still keep out the rain
I was bored, broke, oblivious
So I joined the F.C.A.
The tightest trousers
Come from Tuam
In Milltown they have
No ballroom
Oh I was so drunk and
disorderly
I don't know what I did
But I have the strangest
feeling
I owe Tom Wholihan 25 quid
I was bored, broke, oblivious
So I joined the F.C.A.
The night before we left
I met my favourite girl uptown
I felt like I was leaving
For some war on foreign ground
We promised love, kissed goodbye
Like we never did before
For the cause of Mother Ireland
She could'nt have dunmore
Copyright: Moran/Carton
You were sitting in a cafe
At a table by the juke-box
Making cups of coffee last for years
You never heard the fanfare
Never saw the sunshine smiling
And the summer slipped in unnoticed
From beneath your tears
The pounding big bass rhythm
Shook the room, shook your little heart
All the talk that whistled through you ears
You were minding you own business
But you were everybody else's
And the summer slipped in unnoticed
From beneath your tears
Time flew by
You moved on
The Shop Street days are long since gone
All of the laughter
and all of the tears
I still see your likeness through the years
All the girls around you
Were captured by your presence
Your lucid features admired and revered
Deep in your eyes I recognised
Exhilarating sadness
And the summer slipped out unnoticed
From beneath your tears.
Copyright: moran/carton
Will you meet me on Clare Island
Summer stars are in the sky
We€™ll get the ferry out from Roonagh
And wave all our cares goodbye
And we€™ll go dancing at the ceili
We€™ll go kissing on the strand
Take our clothes of in the moonlight
Skinny-dipping hand in hand
And we€™ll start drinking in the twilight
Keep it up until the dawn
In both the bars
Because there€™s no guards
To take our names and send us home.
Will you meet me on Clare Island
Gettin€™ weary of the city
Seems so many things have changed
Let€™s head off for Nora Dalys home
Where she€™s walked
It never rained
So will you meet me on Clare Island
And if there€™s wild and tall white horses
And the swell rolls in the bay
I won€™t care if the boat can€™t sail
Sure we€™ll get home
Some other day
So will you meet me on Clare Island.
(the locals say €œin €œ to the Island and out to the mainland but the song feels right from a tourists point of view)
Copyright D.Carton/L.Moran.
She might never get to heaven
She might never get to hell
But wherever she is going I€™ll be going there as well
La la la la la la la lies
Catriona tells lies
I saw her up the town last night
She said you weren€™t feeling well
And you went home with someone else
La la la la la la la lies
Catriona tells lies
You can believe her at your peril
She is not an honest girl
She told me once behind a tree
That she would never two-time me
But there€™s something in these eyes
Even through she tells me lies
La la la la la la la lies
Catriona tells lies
I would follow her to kingdom come
I would follow her to Timbuktu
I would follow her to kingdom come
Oh yeah wouldn€™t you ?
Liar liar pants are on fire
Liar liar pants are on fire
Liar liar pants are on fire
Your tongue is as long as a telephone wire
Copyright D.Carton/L.Moran/P.Donnely/J. Doherty/D.Murray
This song was inspired by Ray Buckly , who loved to fish Lough Corrib. His final wish was fulfilled when his ashes were scattered over the waters of the lake.
In the twilight of the evening
Follow the tail light trail
Like fairy lights in the boreens
On the drumlins of the lake
And fill the air with stories
From early until late
And fill your empty glasses
Where I lie in wait
Carry me away
And when the moment feels right
Take me to the shore
With your torches and your flashlights
Be careful in the boats
Turn north at rabbit island
And up past green fields bay
May the night be calm and gentle
And the moonlight light your way
Carry me away
And some where up near inchagoill
In the embers of the night
Switch of all the engines
At the birth of dawns first light
And someone sing a happy song
When everyone€™s arrived
And scatter me forever
Where I€™ve felt most alive
Carry me away
Where I€™ll hear the water lapping
Up against the island
See the may flies dapping
Hear the trout a-rising
And see the camp fire burning
And the oul€™ black kettle boiling
And hear a reel a-singing
Off towards the horizon
Carry me away
Copyright D.Carton/L.Moran.
sometimes the heart rules the head
sometimes the blood rules the brain
some things are best left unsaid
some things will give under strain
i am bound, bound to the peace
yes i am bound, bound to the peace
sometimes you hear the baby crying
sometimes you go back to sleep
sometimes apology's accepted
sometimes the scars are way too deep
i am bound, bound to the peace
yes i am bound, bound to the peace
sometimes you see no solution
sometimes it's worse and worse it gets
sometimes you wonder could ya, would ya
lose the courage if put to the test
i am bound, bound to the peace
yes i am bound, bound to the peace
what good is being forgiven if you can't forgive yourself (x2)
i am bound, bound to the peace.........
We did everything together from an
Early age
Smoked our first fags behind the
School hedge
You captained the minors, I played in goals
You could have played for Ireland
Or so we were told
We will always be
The best of friends
But I won€™t see
The likes of you again
Drainpipes and combats, sixteen
Hole docs
Played table €"soccer beside the
Juke-box
Kathleen was smiling, you the
Call
But I shifted marie at the colgan
Hall
We will always be....
Leeds united lost the FA cup final in 1973 and Alan Clarke was pulled down in the box, de deserved a penalty, we hitched to the letterkenny folk festival in the rain , got a lift back home in the link-box of a massey 188
Now I see you at weddings with
Shiny new shoes
Small talk of houses, the d.i.y. blues
Hasn€™t been mentioned, I€™d like to
Say I wish I had seen you on you
Wedding day
We will always be...
Copyright: P.Doherty
Tall, graceful, beautiful and noble, masters of all arts and alchemy
The tuatha de danann ruled Ireland until the coming of the Celtic people. Retreating before the rougher ways of the invaders. The people of Danann (or Danu) Inhabited the high lonely places, eventually disappearing under ground in their fairy forts, and the hills like Cnoc medha (or hill on the plain) near Tuam where Fin Bhera , King of Connacht fairies lives with Nula , his queen , and a host of the Sidhe.
Called "Fairies" "the Good Folk" " the Gentry" "The wee Folk" or Sidhe(pronounced Shee) they love feasting , singing , dancing and music. Whenever they play their pipes you can hear their music as clear as day and it is the grandest kind of music. It may last half the night but once day comes it ends.
Twilight, dawn, May and November eve are all times of the change when the mysterious entrance to the world of the fairies may become visible! A Human who becomes enchanted on hearing fairy music, and dances all night on the hill will never return to the world of the humans and is referred to as being "away with the fairies"
A twinkle of light
Coming down from the mountain
A wonderful, magical
Sound from the hill
A sound half-forgotten
But still here inside me
It calls me s gently
I shiver and trill
And we€™ll dance all night on
The hill
We€™ll go away with the fairies
Back to fields
And we€™ll climb the hill
Away with the fairies
Ah c€™mon please say you will
Ah c€™com please say you will
We can go to the world
Of the legends and twilight
The world of the wee-folk
The fairy, the sidhe
If we dance to their music
We€™ll stay there forever
In the misty oul€™ moonlight
The dawn of the free
And we€™ll dance and dance and dance
And dance
We€™ll dance all night
On the hill
Copyright D.Carton/L.Moran/P.Donnley/P.Stevens
I'm from the town drenched in football and rain
That fathered the terrible twins
Tom Murphy the footballer, playright and singer
He left to spread his wide wings
Where the dance-halls once buzzing with shifts and refusals
Stand silent, dejected and cold
Where they played basketball for a longer duration
Than anywhere else in the world
We're all the way from Tuam
All the way from Tuam
With a rock-solid spirit
That'll never be broken
There's songs to be sung
And there's words to be spoken
From the town that was built
Where the cart-wheel was broken
We're all the way from Tuam
All the way from Tuam
Where we'd spend all our weekends to help pass the winter
Playing soccer above in Parkmore
Or we'd travel away for a match into Galway
In the swamp or out in Renmore
They'd be calling us smokies, the lads from the city.
But I did'nt care what they called me
Just plank it in lively across for the noodle, sham
His jills with the KD's a gomey
We're all the way from Tuam
All the way from Tuam
With a rock-solid spirit
That'll never be broken
There's songs to be sung
And there's words to be spoken
I still remember
The white star being open
We're all the way from Tuam
All the way from Tuam
Here in the town where the high king once ruled
With the wisdom of ages gone by
The grey stone cathedral spires are dwarfed
By a tall metal tower in the sky
Where the travellers are settling, the settled gone travelling
The pubs full of gossip and rumour
You'll never better the people of Tuam
For their power, passion, packets and humour
We're all the way from Tuam
All the way from Tuam
With a rock-solid spirit
That'll never be broken
There's songs to be sung
And there's words to be spoken
From the town that was built
Where the cart-wheel was broken
No matter where you're from
Everyone's local
And we're all the way from Tuam
All the way from Tuam
Copyright: Moran/Carton
A minor final
In caherlistrane
He was a buffer
I was a sham
I was full forward
He was full back
And we fought each other
To win that match
Now we meet in a Melbourne bar
Those old parish lines look so faint
From afar
I stood on the square while he did the tillage
Here we are living in a global village
We€™re all the one
A travelling man€™s son
Just settled down
He was only half welcome
In our holy town
Spent all his young summers
on the side of the road
in the light of the stars
a tent for a home
In the class room the nun had a desk for
Us all
And a row for the tinkers along by the wall
I met him to day in the shop he was slagging
How€™ya keepin€™ "ah sure pullin€™and dragin€™ "
We€™re all the one
We€™ve all got hopes we€™ve all got dreams
And things we wished we€™d done
Everybody€™s somebody€™s
Daughter or son
We€™ve all the one
Copyright: (L.Moran/D.Carton)
When we first got together
You were just turned nineteen
And I€™d have never dreamt
All the things I€™d seen
All the nights that you€™d left me
Standing there like a fool
And all the nightmares and flashbacks
The tables are turning soon
They€™re turning soon
And its all, all over now
All over now
I€™m not pointing a finger
I€™m not saying its your fault
I had so many chances
To get up and walk away
I must have been blind
As a person can be
If love can do that
Then that€™s what it did to me
And its all, all over now
All over now
Oh don€™t criticise me
I can't understand
How someone like me
Could have sacrificed all he had
All the time i spent chasing
To the pool hall from school
No education could have stopped me
From being such a fool
I was such a fool
And its all, all over now
Copyright: (L.Moran / D.Carton/P.Doherty/J.Donnelly)
Hardly anyone had the tele€™
It was a different kind of world
Heaven was a game of football
Before I ever kissed the girls
We used to go out driving
We€™d travel near and far
Nearly every Sunday in me
Father€™s oul€™ ford car
He€™d be pointing out the landmarks
Everywhere we€™d go, through the
Twistings , turning , winding roads
Of Galway and Mayo
Me mother in the front seat
Children in the back
We€™d be imagining Indians in the
Fields waiting to attack
And we€™d be asking €œ are we nearly there?€?
Wearing clothes that came
In a parcel from America,
The two of us the same
He€™d be pointing........
There€™s a stillness in the summer
Air , sheep dog lying in the sun
Three young girls with butterfly nets
Break into a run
Now the time flies by like always
I€™ve got my own boy right now
Like cowboys in the oul€™ k30
We go and drive around
The land was let go lately
But I take him out that way
I show him where we cut the turf
And where we saved the hay
And I€™ll be pointing out
The landmarks .........
Copyright L.Moran
just happened one day at rehearsal in Claregalway.
Anyone who's ever been infatuated by a stranger will know what it's about
You don't have to look
You know that i will first
Istood beside you
in the chip
Iwas dyin with the thirst
And maybe I'd step forward
If the worst came
To the worst and say that
You got me on the run
All I want in the whole
wide world is for us
to have some fun
You got me on thr run
I bet you don't remember
The first time that we met
It was summer '88
Did you think that I'd forget
You were walking
In the August rain
With your hair all getting wet
Oh You got me on the run
I would'nt ask you
To lie or to steal
To worship or serve me
To crawl or to kneel
I'd just love to hold you
Like I do in my dreams
I'd just ask you to be
My girl
Oh and you got me........
Copyright: L.Moran/D.Carton
A friend that you can trust in
any midsummer€™s burning sky
understanding of a druid
And the innocence of a child
Memories of snowflakes
And of those who understood you
There€™re all gone now
I only wish for you the world of good
All your precious photographs
and all your favorite dreams
When the years have gone behind you
That chance to be nineteen
Children in your likeness
Of the same inspiring blood
And a man who makes you happy
I only wish for you the world of good
Chorus
The sky at night and the open sea
A clear refreshing mountain stream
Tir-na-nog and Robin Hood
I wish for you the world of good
A box of stog hand- me-downs
That follow you around
A winding road that leads you to
Another stronghold town
I know you€™d take me with you
If you really thought you should
But if you up and go alone
I wish for you a world of good
Chorus
Through the Screaming of your childhood
In a land that's torn apart
And the chilling cold of violent deeds
Somehow strengthens your warm heart
Your gentle firm and peaceful ways
Have long since well withstood... the darkness in this country
I only wish for you the world of good
Chorus
Oh I love you girl and I always will
You know you're part of my life still
Though times have changed .... it's understood
I wish for you the World of Good ..... the World of Good
These few years have felt like a lifetime
She's given all her love to me
Beside me sorting out my problems
Guiding me into maturity
Why didn€™t I see?
Chorus:
What a day, oh what a day-ay-ay
What a day, oh what a day
What a day, oh what a day-ay-ay
What a day ohhhh-oh-oh-oh, what a day
We've had our differences
and come through them
Stumbled and crawled along the way
but she means the whole world to me
I won€™t ever let her go away
What do I mean to say?
Chorus
What a day!
These few years have felt like a lifetime
She's given all her love to me
Beside me sorting out my problems
Guiding me into maturity
Why didn€™t I see?
Oohhhhhh
Chorus
Repeat x 3: What a day!
Traffic stops. Clocks tick, tock.
A victim €˜s asking for the road to Knock.
There€™s a crowd of boys at Sugar€™s door,
Like yesterday and the day before.
At the Pass machine beside the bank
It says€? Minks are kinky€? €" draw some tank.
Don€™t look around if you hear your name,
Cos they€™ll call it and they€™ll look away.
The shades are steamed and driving slowly,
Wondering which way to go.
While the slash hook merchants stand and wait
To pay respects at the graveyard gates.
Here, buy a line, support the Stars.
Chorus:
Can you tell me who the villains are?
can anyone tell me who the villains are?
High times are up for grabs
Plastic pouches, grams,tabs.
Come up the flat man, skin one up
World class, yeah, tome enough.
Well boys, story, truth?
The bittersweet of misspent youth.
Will one day fade away,
Blacks and whites all turn to grey.
Justice waits up the Dublin road
Between the alley and the old-folks home
In innocence personified
The guilty all wear suits and ties.
Some are driving fancy cars.
Chorus:
M finers at the door
Politics, you know the score.
Mawlya mungers, shake my hand
Saying €œsorry for your troubles, Sham€?
And plms stalks the last few pound
€œLeave it with me now, that€™s sound.€?
And liars compare their lies
Frauds play broads with sly-head eyes
There€™s liars, fairytales and lies
Everyone€™s been telling lies
Like the band up playing on the stage
Teenage songs in middle age
While the young lads burn their bass guitars
And the big boys lick their credit cards.
It€™s the grace of God that they got this far.
Chorus:
Copyright: Moran/Carton
You remind me of someone that I met somewhere else
It's not the color of your eyes, It's the way you wear your hair
Its so hard to hear you above this Disco noise
But I wasn't talking, I was saving it for the boys
That's what she said last night
(That's what she said, that's what she said)
Would you prefer if I turned out the light?
(That's what she said, that's what she said)
That's what she said last night
(That's what she said, that's what she said)
You're the best and you make me feel so right!
Well, I saw her leavin' could have told you that she would go
(Without you)
You can follow her out but there's not a lot you can do
If you get in her way, she'll just pass you by in a blur
Cause she's heard it all back, everything you said about her
That's what she said last night
(That's what she said, that's what she said)
Would you prefer if I turned out the light
(That's what she said, that's what she said)
That's what she said last night
(That's what she said, that's what she said)
You're the best and you make me feel so right!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Repeat x 4: Would you please one more time?
(Go on outta that, we don't believe you)
Repeat x 4: She said, "Would you please one more time?"
(That's what she said, that's what she said!)
Hey I can€™t I say that I love you
I cant€™ say that I don€™t
I cant say that I couldn€™t
And I won't say that I won€™t
But I really like your company
I€™m enjoying myself no end
But I can€™t keep from thinking
Why don€™t we share the darkness tonight
Make it warm and burning bright
I€™ll not say nothing
I'll be polite
Why don€™t we share the darkness tonight
Ta an dorachadas ag teacht anuas
Tar abhaile liom a gra.
Ta an dorachadas ag teacht anuas
Tar abhaile liom
Ah life€™s too short for wasting
For ifs and might have been's
Life€™s too short for wondering if
You could have lived your dreams
And its way too short for loneliness
We don't have to be
Now that we trust each other
Why don€™t you stay with me?
Why don't we share the darkness tonight
Make it warm and burning bright
I'll not say nothing
I'll be polite
Why don't we share the darkness tonight
Repeat Gaelic chorus(Brid Dooley)
When the world belongs to distant dogs
And the air is dark and still
And drunken conversations pass beneath the window sill
And there€™s someone singing
Elvis songs as they make their way back home
and all your fears and worries
attack when you're alone
when you're alone, when you're alone, when you're alone
Why don't we share the darkness tonight
Make it warm and burning bright
I'll not say nothing
I'll be polite
Why don't we share the darkness tonight
Ta an dorachadas ag teacht anuas
Tar abhaile liom a gra
Ta an dorachadas ag teacht anuas
Tar abhaile liom
Why don't we share the darkness tonight
Well it seems when he came over
Things were fairly looking up
Played full-forward for Mountbellow
When they won the county cup
Young Barret's gone to Boston
So he has to play in goal
The pied piper's come to Ireland
And he's living on the dole
You can stroll through Cong or Ballinrobe
You can walk the streets of Tuam
Thumb out as far as Headford
On returning pass through Shrule
You won't see many young ones
No matter where you roam
The pied piper's come to Ireland
And he's living on the dole
The pied piper's come to Ireland
And he's living on the dole
Played in Spiddal with the Waterboys
now he loves rock and roll
Now there's just a pile of rubble
Where the workers used to be
Just a stone's throw from the banks
Through which the ould Clare river flows
When the people hear his haunting tune
They pack and leave their homes
The fear of revolution
The pied piper gets the dole
I hear they're raising money
Abroad in New York town
It's not for guns or bombs this time
But to turn the tables round
One last job for the piper
And they'll pay one great amount
To drive them all into the sea
That gang in Leinster House
Copyright: L.Moran/D.Carton
We went out to a weekend festival on Clare Island in August 1990
and on the boat back on a perfect autumn evening the green and red of mayo was conceived with well known Galway free-spirited minstrel jarir al-majar. It became a song about a year later
The Green and Red of Mayo
I can see it still
It's soft and craggy bogland
It's tall majestic hills
Where the ocean kisses Ireland
And the waves carress it's shore
The feeling it came over me
To stay forever more
Forever more
From it's rolling coastal waters
I can see Croagh Patrick's peak
Where one Sunday every Summer
The pilgrims climb the reek
Where Saint Patrick in it's solitude
Looked down across Clew Bay
With a ringing of his bell
Called the faithful there to pray
There to pray
Take me to Clare Island
The home of Granuaile
It's waters harbour fishes
From the herring to the whale
And now I must depart it
And reality is plain
May the time not pass so slowly
Before I set sail again
Set sail again
Copyright: jarir al-majar/l.moran/d.carton
is a tribute to all the people who've
helped and stuck with us along the way
It takes two to get together
It takes time to make it last
We'll all end up in some way
Like the drink in last night's glass
But we'll take this chance together
Lets not think about the end
Never mind the strangers
'Cos I'll always be your friend
until the end
We've crossed the sea together
We've had our ups and downs
We've gone further than we've ever dreamed
From our county Galway home
If we're up on top tomorrow
Or if it all just ends
Never mind the strangers
'Cos I'll always be your friend
until the end
It has'nt all been easy
But sure that's the way it is
We've been shaken, rocked and rattled
Taken jabs and body blows
There's a strenght in being together
Like a steel bar that won't bend
Never mind the strangers
'Cos I'll always be your friend
until the end
Even now it's hard to think back
When did it all begin
Was it some night drinking in Gay Brownes pub
Every soul is welcomed in
On this fine summers evening
As the blue of night descends
Never mind the strangers
'Cos I'll always be your friend
until the end
We've seen the other side of life
And no been too impressed
It does'nt beat a day at home
If you put it to the test
But at least we took the challenge
We did'nt just pretend
Never mind the strangers
'Cos I'll always
Always be your friend
until the end
Copyright: moran/carton
The streets were black with people twas the finest day so far
All watching for the creatures
On their way to Noah€™s arc
She came hoppin€™ she came dancin€™
Near the head of the parade
Twirling an umbrella
And singing about the rain
I saw her in the Macnas Parade
Singin€™ and dancen€™ as the drummers played
Hoppin€™ and skippin€™ sure
She made my day
I saw her in the
Macnas Parade
All the gang were rushing
To board at claddagh basin
There were preachers preaching
"Please repent"
and even snails were racin€™
god watched it from above
A handshaped cloud
descended from the sky
Nothing that i saw was
More pleasing to my eye
I saw her in the Macnas ...........
I saw her in the warick
The first Friday last week
I tried to ask her dancin€™
But i could hardly speak
I wonder what they€™ll think up
For the big parade next year
I€™ll tell you wan thing
That€™s for sure
I€™ll be a volunteer
Copyright:(L.Moran/D.Carton/ P.Doherty)
A group of young musicians including the Walsh sisters from Crimtin East, used to assemble in Clonbur, in Joyce Country, almost every second Friday night, Pearse christened them the Joyce Country ceili Band, hence the song.
We€™re the Joyce country ceili band
Playing away and we€™re doing grand
We€™re singing a song won€™t you give us a hand
€˜cos we€™re the Joyce country ceili band
Friday night , off we go
Tune the fiddle , strain the bow
Take it handy for the first few sets
Sure there€™s hardly anyone listening yet
Thomas and Mary out on the floor
Well they never lost it, that€™s for sure
in his sparking shoes and his daz-white shirt
She€™s got a brand new perm
And a pleated skirt
We do do€™s and functions
Weddings and wakes
Meats and salads, buns and cakes
Well if you need a few tunes just
give us a call
For the house the pub or the parish hall
There€™s a princess on the floor all night
She can fairly throw them shapes alright
Howya madge are you on you own?
How€™reya fixed far a seat back home
Copyright: D.Carton/L.Moran/P.Donnolly
Well here it is , my time has come
Won€™t be long I€™ll be moving on
I can€™t complain, I€™ve had my day
Now I€™ll be on my way
And all the good times that we€™ve
Had
Much more good than bad
What more can I say?
Now I€™ll be on my way
Don€™t be sad now when I€™m gone
Take your time while you€™re still
Young
In the warm sunshine make hay
Now I€™ll be on my way
Where I€™m going , I don€™t know
But I€™m heading off in sun
Rain hail or snow
In the yard I hear the children play
Now I€™ll be on my way
have no fear of what€™s to come
My faith in better days is strong
Somewhere warm and safe to stay
Now I€™ll be on my way
You might think you need my love
But I can€™t give you half enough
You deserve the warmest purest
Rays
Now I€™ll be on my way
Slan leat anois mo stor
There€™s no need to see me to me door
We€™ll meet again I hope and pray
Now I€™ll be on my way
We€™ll meet again I hope and pray
Now I€™ll be on my way
I have fallen for another she can make her own way home
And even if she asked me now I€™d let her go alone
I useta see her up the chapel when she went to Sunday mass
And when she€™d go to receive, I€™d kneel down there
And watch her pass
The glory of her ass
I useta to love her, I useta love her once
A long, long time ago
I useta to love her, I useta love her once
A long long time ago
It€™s gone , all my lovin€™ is gone
It€™s gone , all my lovin€™ is gone
D€™you remember her collecting for concern on Christmas eve
She was on a forty eight hour fast just water and black tea
I walked right up and made an ostentatious
Contribution
And I winked at her to tell her I€™d seduce her in the future
When she€™s feelin looser
So now you know the truth of it she€™s no longer my obsession
Though the thoughts and dreams i had of her would take six months in confession
See i met this young one Thursday night and she€™s inta free expression
And her mission is to rid the world of this sinful repression
Then we had a session
It€™s gone , long , long gone
I have fallen for another and she can make her own way home
Copyright: P.Cunniffe/D.Carton/L.Moran/P.Stevens
whispers keep on pushing me
tell me i've gone wrong
tellin' me be careful, one slip and you're gone
it's getting late, getting dark now
it's time i headed back
when i find the right direction
it keeps pushing me off track
and there's a dark wind blowing, blowing from home (x2)
i know i've made some big mistakes
i know i'll have to pay
i know i have a few regrets
who's been perfect all the way?
now the sun's gone down a good while
and nature's disappeared
the wind's got so much colder
and it's playing on my fears
and there's a dark wind blowing, blowing from home (x2)
i think i get the message
it's time to make my peace
the more you pull against it
you'll never be released
i'll make it home i know i can
there's battles to be fought
the weather's changed since i left
and it's harder than i thought
and there's a dark wind blowing...........
blowing from home......
hey! d'ya wanna come back the house with me?
i'll make you a cppa tea
no there's no-one there it's all right
there all gone off tonight
to a social in castlebar
d'ya wanna here my guitar?
now i'll show you what i'v got
a gibson polka dot
and i';v got an amp inside the room
sure come in and i'll play oua tune
twinkle twinkle little star
d'ya wanna here my guitar?
d'ya know what i mean martina?
you acn take it in your hands a while
you have it now thats the style
between the finger and the thumb
agentle steady strum, see i told
ya loveen, its not that hard
d'ya wanna play my guitar?
d'ya know what i mean martina?
see i was dreaming of starting a
band
witha bag of chips in my hand
then you came walking past and i
had to ask you
i said martina 'd'ya wanna come
back the house with me?
i'll make you a cuppa tea
no there's no-onr there it's alright
there all gone off tonight
i'm learning whiskey in the jar
hang on a second
i hear the oul'-sham parking the car
d'ya wanna here/play/hold my
guitar?
d'ya know what i mean martina?
earwig....
she was dancin' with me for two or three songs
i was doin' alright until he came along
now she's holdin' his hand and they walk out the door
it's just a big bag of chips and a burger to go
cuser could have kept it under his hat
boasting that he spent all night in her flat
telling me things that i don't want to know
it's just a big bag of chips and a burger to go
they were outside the chip shop, herself and his gills
i offered her a chip and i nearly got killed
she said "i'm a vegan, that smell gets up my nose"
it's just a big bag of chips and a burger to go
(fast food late at night)
vinegar tears
salt in my wounds
and the ketchup like my poor bleeding heart
now i'm left standing out in the cold
just wondering where all them couples are goin'
my only companions on the way home
it's just a big bag of chips and a burger to go
we've gone all post-modern or so they'd like us to think
but it's still a sliced-pan and a carton of milk
out for a pint with people ya know
and a big bag of chips and a burger to go
a big bag of chips and the burger's gone cold.......
Roscommon CBS 1981
A dreary afternoon
We travelled down from Tuam
I saw that open goal
I can see it still
Fifty-fifty ball
You nearly got me killed
You broke my heart
Tore it apart
We lost that spark
When you broke my heart
We might have won the game
But I just did'nt care
You went and let it go
Just like I was'nt there
I saw you commin' in
I was'nt marked at all
I had it in the net
If you had passed the ball
chorus
I was standing on the edge
Of the parallelogram
Roarin' me head off
Pass it in sham
Play it in low
Don't hesitate or stall
Will you open your eyes
For Christ' sake
Pass me the ball
chorus
Their full-back was big
But I was small and fast
I had him left for dead
If I had got that pass
A girl can foul you up
Tear your life apart
There's more than just one way
To break a young mans heart
And you broke mine
Copyright: Moran/Carton
Pearse's observations on urban life after hearing "Country Living is Grand" on Padraig Stevens€™ album, Sound! Bah, blah, blah.
The citys all stuffy but I like fast food
Waiting on buses, going down the tubes
You get used to the noise, the fumes from
The cars
I don€™t know the last time that
I looked at the stars
Blah blah blah
Looking for income, looking for hope
Most times you€™re treated like a bit of a joke
There€™s nothing so bad that couldn€™t be worse
They say one man€™s blessing€™s
another man€™s curse
Blah, blah, blah
going to the market
going to the pub
you go to your boss and you
ask for a sub
we cycled all over, seen all the sight
but I like nothing better than the hot city nights
blah blah blah
trying it make contact but there€™s
no-one at home
they€™re all out to lunch and they€™ve switched
off their phones
searching and searching, what do
you get
total frustration, surfing the net
blah balh blah
concrete drives you crazy
my mind is getting lazy
give me your answer daily
give mE your answer do
things are getting hAzy
you know it isn€™t aisy
I€™ll be over maisie
Cock a doodle do
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah
Copyright D.Carton/L.Moran/P.Doherty/P.Stevens
thought that i had everything, she always gives me more
there's no end to pleasing me, she always gives me more
you know i'm truly grateful, she always gives me more
an eye on mother nature, she always gives me more
sunshine in the morning, running wild and free
the crazy days of summer time, made for you and me
you know that i'm a believer, she always gives me more
it's from the heart of a dreamer, she always gives me more
i never meant to hurt no one, she always gives me more
now i find you in a song, she always gives me more
sunshine in the morning, running wild and free
the crazy days of summer time, made for you and me
thought that i had everything, she always gives me more
there's no end to pleasing me, she always gives me more
you know i'm truly grateful, she always gives me more
an eye on mother nature, she always gives me more
sunshine in the morning, running wild and free
the crazy days of summer time, made for you and me
sunshine in the morning, connemara breeze
the crazy days of summer time, made for you and me
she always gives me more.........
