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Never Drift Apart
04:04
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If in my eyes you see love
it is there for you
in the thought that flies
Breathing new life into my dreams
love awakened
when I looked into your eyes.
I have climbed high over many mountain peaks
to find the treasure
that in your eyes I see
Chorus:
Precious love, sweet darling,
dance with me forever
we will never drift apart
Enfold me now my destiny
this embrace will always be
my sanctuary, my sacred place, my peace
This is true love, I have no fear
Now I am anchored
in the music of your heart
Chorus:
Enfold me now my destiny
this embrace will always be
my sanctuary, my sacred place, my peace
Precious love, sweet darling
dance with me forever
we will never drift apart
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2. |
River Of Tears
07:11
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It's three miles to the river that would carry me away
And two miles to the dusty street that I saw you on today
It's four miles to my lonely room where I'm gonna hide my face
And about half a mile to the downtown bar that I ran from in disgrace
Lord how long have I got to keep running
Seven hours,seven days or seven years,
All I know is since you been gone, I feel like I'm drowning in a river
Drowning in a river of tears.
In three more days I'll leave this town and disappear without a trace
A year from now maybe settle down where no one knows my face
I wish that I could hold you one more time to ease the pain
But times run out and I've got to go, got to run away again
Still I catch myself thinking one day I'll find my way back here
You'll save me from drowning, drowning in a river
Drowning in a river of tears
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3. |
All About Love
04:51
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When I was a young girl
I didn’t know much about love
Then I met a pretty man
Who didn’t know much about anything at all
Very soon we were strangers
He went to work and I looked after the kids
A pretty man and a woman
We didn’t know too much about love
Chorus:
That’s why I sit here
And I play my concertina
Alone I sit and sing this sad song
I sit here and I play my concertina
Maybe now I can learn something about love
Well he drifted away
But left me here with his past
Standing alone in my kitchen
I smashed the bloody glass
Chorus:
Come all you men and young girls
Don’t you do the same, like me
Marry only out of love and affection
Live together in freedom
Because I played my sad part
Oh, a happy face, with a lonely heart
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4. |
Rocks of Bawn
04:58
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Come all ye loyal heroes wherever that you be
Don't work for any master till you know what your work will be
For you must rise up early from the clear daylight of dawn
And I know that you'll never be able to plough the Rocks of Bawn
My shoes they are all worn now, my stockings they are thin
My heart is always trembling, afraid that I'll give in
My heart is nearly broken from the clear daylight till dawn
For I know I'll never be able to plough the Rocks of Bawn
O' hear me gallant Sweeny for your fate I do bemoan
O' the rain is pelting on your face amongst the rocks and stones
Your work is hard and troublesome, though your step is like the fawn
but I know that you won't be able to plough the Rocks of Bawn
My curse upon you Sweeney, for you have me nearly robbed
You’re sitting by your fireside with your dudgeen in your gob
You’re sitting by your fireside from the clear daylight till dawn
And I know you will never be able to plough the Rocks of Bawn
I wish the Queen of England would send for me in time
And place me in some regiment all in my youth and prime
I’d fight for Ireland’s glory, from the clear daylight till dawn
And I never would return again to plough the Rocks of Bawn
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5. |
The Curlew's Song
04:16
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He Reproves the Curlew
By W.B. Yeats
Oh! Curlew! Cry no more in the air or only to the water in the west.
Because your crying brings to my mind passion dimmed eyes
and long heavy hair, that was shaken out over my breast.
There is enough evil in the crying of the wind.
The Curlew's Song
By Tommy Makem
I heard a Curlew singing low
On a moor where wild winds blew.
And the sound of his sad lonesome song
Made me feel lonesome too.
Cold winter came and the moorland froze
The winds blew loud and strong
I of’times have gone through the snow
And heard a Curlew song.
Soft sun-warmed days of summer came
Through green-leaved days of spring
I soon forgot that lonesome song
I heard the Curlew song
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6. |
In the Garden
03:39
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I come to the garden alone
while the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses
Chorus
And He walks with me, and He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
He speaks, and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing
And the melody that He gave to me
With in my heart is ringing.
Chorus
I'd stay in the garden with Him
tho' night around me be falling
But He bids me go; Thro' the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling
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7. |
Across the Borderline
05:36
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There's a place where I've been told
Every street is paved with gold
And it's just across the borderline
When it's time to take your turn
Here's a lesson that you must learn
You can lose more than you'll ever hope to find
Chorus
And when you reach the broken promise land
Every dream slips through your hand
Then you'll know - it's too late to change your mind
'Cause you paid the price to come to far
Just to wind up where you are
And you're still just across the borderline
Up and down the Rio Grande
A thousand footprints in the sand
Reveal the secret no one can define
The river flows on like a breath
In between our life and death
Tell me, who's the next to cross the borderline
Chorus
And in the sad darkness, today
We have to cross this river
That is calling us to go further
Hope remains when pride is gone
And it keeps you moving on
Calling you across the borderline
And you're still just across the borderline
Chorus
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8. |
Go From My Window
04:39
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Go from my window my love, my dove
Go from my window my dear
The wind is in the West
And the Cookoo’s in his nest
And you can’t have a harbouring here.
Go from my window my love, my dove
Go from my window my dear
The weather it is warm, ‘twill never do thee harm
But you can’t have a harbouring here.
Go from my window my love, my dove
Go from my window my dear
The wind is blowing high and the ship is lying by
You can’t have a harbouring here
Go from my window my love, my dove
Go from my window my dear
The window and the rain have brought him back again
But he can’t have a harbouring here
Go from my window my love, my dove
Go from my window my dear
The devil’s in the man that he will not understand
He can’t have a harbouring here
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9. |
When I was on Horseback
04:28
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When I Was On Horseback wasn’t I pretty
When I Was On Horseback wasn’t I gay
Wasn’t I pretty when I entered Cork City
And met with my downfall on the fourteenth of May.
Six jolly soldiers to carry my coffin
Six jolly soldiers to march by my side
If six jolly soldiers take a bunch of red roses
there for to smell them as we go along
Beat the drum slowly and play the pipes only
Play up the death march as we go along
And bring me to Tipperary and lay me down easy
I am a young soldier that never did wrong.
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As I rode out one evening fair
By the verdant braes of Skreen
I set my back to a hawthorn tree
To view the sun in the west country
And the dew on the forest glade
A lad I spied by Glenowen's side
And a maiden by his knee
And he was as dark as the very brown wood
And she all whey and wan to see
All whey and wan was she
"Oh, sit you down on the grass," said he.
"On the dewy grass so green
For the wee birds all have come and gone
Since I my own true love have seen
Since I my true love have seen."
"Oh then I'll not sit on the grass," said she.
"Nor be a love of thine
For I hear you have loved a Connaught maid
And your heart's no longer mine," said she
"And your heart's no longer mine."
"Nor I'll not heed what an old man says
For his days are nearly done
And I'll not heed what a young man says
For he's fair to many's the one," said she.
"For he's fair to many's the one."
"But I will climb a high, high tree
And I'll rob a wild bird's nest
And back I'll bring what’er I do find
To the arms that I love best," said she.
"To the arms that I love the best."
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Maireid Sullivan Melbourne, Australia
Maireid Sullivan is a singer, songwriter, multimedia producer, and a researcher in history, economics, and
health.
Born in Co. Cork, Ireland, she moved with her family to San Francisco at age 12 and to Australia at age 21, and has since traveled worldwide.
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