irish music
so today, i was just doing normal everyday jasonish things when all of the sudden i started singing danny boy, i think it was at this point that i realized i didn't know the lyrics so i got on my ever trusty computer and got them.
man that is one pretty song but i think the auther had serious depression isues. i mean check this out:
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 flowers are dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.
And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.
And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me
I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.
i almost started crying when i sang it.
so i decided to try and find more irish ballads that i new the tune of. So i got back on this irish song site and found "The minstrel boy"
The Minstrel Boy to the war is gone
In the ranks of death you will find him
His father's sword he hath girded on
And his wild harp slung behind him
Land of Song! said the warrior bard
Tho' all the world betrays thee
One sword, at least, they rights shall guard
One faithful harp shall praise thee!
The Minstrel fell! But the foeman's chain
Could not bring that proud soul under
The harp he lov'd ne'er spoke again
For he tore its chords asunder
And said "No chains shall sully thee
Thou soul of love and brav'ry!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free,
They shall never sound in slavery!
i think i did shed a tear when i sang this one, ah so pretty.
anyway now that we've established my sappiness, i don't thnk i'll say anymore.
3 Comments:
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I would like to file a complaint. What do you mean by "(Or was it kid sister)"? I mean, I can take a joke. But I don't get this one.
3:30 PM
um..lets see i think it all started a few years ago when a certain young man and i started singing an old comercial for dolls except we changed the words a bit.
jog yer memory? gee wizz this has to be a first i remember something and you don't.
8:23 PM
I get it now. It's all good.
6:53 PM
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