Page2-4 Marge Keigher Irish Songs 2





The Kerry Dance

Chorus:
Oh, the days of the Kerry dancing
Oh, the ring of the piper's tune
Oh, for one of those hours of gladness
Gone, alas, like our youth, too soon!

When the boys began to gather
In the glen of a summer's night
And the Kerry piper's tuning
Made us long with wild delight!
Oh, to think of it
Oh, to dream of it
Fills my heart with tears!

Chorus:

Was there ever a sweeter Colleen
In the dance than Eily More
Or a prouder lad than Thady
As he boldly took the floor.

Lads and lasses to your places
Up the middle and down again
Ah, the merry hearted laughter
Ringing through the happy glen!
Oh, to think of it
Oh, to dream of it
Fills my heart with tears!

Chorus:

Time goes on, and the happy years are dead
And one by one the merry hearts are fled
Silent now is the wild and lonely glen
Where the bright glad laugh will echo ne'er again
Only dreaming of days gone by in my heart I hear.

Loving voices of old companions
Stealing out of the past once more
And the sound of the dear old music
Soft and sweet as in days of yore.

When the boys began to gather
In the glen of a summer's night
And the Kerry piper's tuning
Made us long with wild delight!
Oh, to think of it
Oh, to dream of it
Fills my heart with tears!

Chorus


Danny Boy

Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes... the pipes are calling,
From glen to glen and down the mountain side.
The summer's gone and all the leaves are falling,
Tis you, Tis you must go and I must bide.

But come ye back, when summer's in the meadow,
and all the valley's hushed and white with snow.
And I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh, Danny Boy, Oh, Danny Boy, I love you so!

But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying
If I be dead, as dead I well may be.
Then come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an Ave there for me.

And I shall hear, though soft your tread above me,
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be.
And you shall bend, and tell me that you love me,
And I shall rest in peace until you come to me.


Irish Lullaby

Over in Killarney, many years ago,
Me Mother sang a song to me in tones so sweet and low.
Just a simple little ditty, in her good old Irish way.
And I'd give the world if she could sing that song to me this day.

Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Hush now don't you cry!
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, That's an Irish lullaby.


Kilgary Mountain (Whiskey In The Jar)

As I was a-walkin' 'round Kilgary Mountain
I met with Captain Pepper as his money he was countin'
I rattled my pistols and I drew forth my saber
Sayin', "Stand and deliver, for I am the bold deceiver."

Chorus:
Musha rig um du rum da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar.

Chorus:

The shinin' golden coins did look so bright and jolly
I took 'em with me home and I gave 'em to my Molly
She promised and she vowed that she never would deceive me
But the devil's in the women and they never can be easy.

Chorus:

When I was awakened between six and seven
The guards were all around me in numbers odd and even
I flew to my pistols, but alas I was mistaken
For Molly's drawn my pistols and a prisoner I was taken.

Chorus:

They put me into jail without judge or writin'
For robbing Captain Pepper on Kilgary Mountain
But they didn't take my fists so I knocked the sentry down
And bid a fond farewell to the jail in Sligo town.

Chorus:

Now some take delight in fishin' and in bowlin'
And others take delight in carriages a-rollin'
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courtin' pretty girls in the morning so early.

Chorus:


Courting in the Kitchen

Come single belle and beau unto me pay attention
Don't ever fall in love it's the devil's own invention
For once I fell in love with a maiden so bewitchen'
Miss Henrietta Bell down in Captain Kelly's Kitchen

Chorus:
Singin' Toor rah loo rah lay
Singin' Toor rah roo rah laddie
Singin' Toor rah loo rah lay
Singin' Toor rah roo rah laddie

At the age of seventeen I was apprenticed to a grocer
Not far from Steven's Green where Miss Henri' used to go sir
Her manners were so fine she'd set me heart a twitchen'
When she invited me to a hooley in the kitchen

Chorus:

Sunday being the day we were to have the flare up
I dressed myself quite gay and I frizzed and oiled my hair up
The Captain had no wife and he'd gone off a fishin'
So we kicked up high life below the stairs in the kitchen

Chorus:

With me arms around her waist she slyly hinted marriage
When to the door in haste came Captain Kelly's carriage
Her look told me full well and they were not bewitchin'
That she wished I'd get to hell or somewhere from the kitchen

Chorus:





  

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