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• Big Fellah - Black 47
• Back By Fall - Maria Muldaur

Mo chara is mo lao thu!
(My friend and my calf)
Is aisling tri nallaibh
(A vision in dream)
Do deineadh arir dom
(Was revealed to me last night)
IgCorcaigh go danach
(In Cork, a late hour)
Ar leaba im aonar
(In my solitary bed)
I remember you back in the GPO with Connolly and Clarke
Laughin' with McDermott through the bullets and the
sparks
Always with the smart remark, your eyes blazin' and
blue
But when we needed confidence we always turned to you
And when they shot our leaders up against Kilmainham
wall
You were there beside us in that awful Easter dawn
Hey, big fellah..........where the hell are you now
When we need you the most
Hey, big fellah..........c'mon
Tabhair dom do lamh
(Give me your hand)
Back on the streets of Dublin when we fought the black
and tans
You were there beside us, a towerin' mighty man
And God help the informer or the hated English spy
By Jaysus, Mick, you'd crucify them without the
blinkin' of an eye
Still you had a heart as soft as the early mornin' dew
Every widow, whore and orphan could always turn to you
We beat them in the cities and we whipped them in the
streets
And the world hailed Michael Collins, our commander and
our chief
And they sent you off to London to negotiate a deal
And to gain us a republic, united, boys, and real
But the women and the drink, Mick, they must have got
to you
'Cause you came back with a country divided up in two
We had to turn against you, Mick, there was nothin' we
could do
'Cause we couldn't betray the republic like Arthur
Griffith and you
We fought against each other, two brothers steeped in
blood
But I never doubted that your heart was broken in the
flood
And though we had to shoot you down in golden Bal na
Blath

There's cryin' in the city
All the people are sayin'
I heard it on the mountain
Where I was living
No food for the children
Oh, the times are so bad
Whatever happened to giving
Oh mama, mend the hole in my coat
Take my guitar off the wall
I've got to go see what I can do
And I hope I'll be back by fall
Summer was a dry one
The wind burned across
And the crows carried off
What was left over
Five nights in the valley lights burned
The people did not stop
As the damage they try to recover
Oh mama, mend the hole in my coat
Take my guitar off the wall
I've got to go see what I can do
And I hope I'll be back by fall
There's lightning in the mountain
And the wind blow so sweet
I swear sometimes this must be heaven
Don't look back, don't think about it
Just think about the road beneath your feet
Remember the gift that must be given
Oh mama, mend the hole in my coat
Take my guitar off the wall
I've got to go see what I can do